January 24, 2013

Death

Rage. David Hayes, 2013
Now. Let me say that I have not lost anyone nor is this about someone's death...in particular. So nothing to get worried about....

As much as I tried, I couldn't think of anything else but DEATH when I saw this hook outside a renovated warehouse...and my processing only lended itself to this idea as well. (But of course it would as that what was on my mind!)

Have you read any of Terry Pratchett's "Discworld" books? I've enjoyed several in this series, just finishing Hogfather which is his take on Christmas, mortality, Death, and the universe. Very Monty Python. In Hogfather, Pratchett gives several great takes on Santa Claus and DEATH...who always TALKS IN CAPITAL LETTERS. DEATH really isn't a bad guy...just doing his role in the universe....

Next to Mr. Thomas's words above, my take on life...and death... can also be summed up by this quote: "Life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and well preserved body, but rather to skid in broadside, worn out & proclaiming: Damn What A Ride!" 

I've decided that when it's my time...that I want my ashes scattered in the warm Caribbean waters off the shores of a nude beach. I'll buy your drinks...but you'll have to be naked....


And....here's the recipe for this image. 
Image taken with an iphone5. 

Opened in Jazz: Brightness/Contrast (4/34); Color (Saturation (-81), Skin Tones (5)), Light Leakage (Amount (78), Type: (Old School 2), Offset (23), Hue (40)); Dirt, Grunge & Schmutz: (Amount (40), Long Grain, X/Y offset (32/-11). Saved. 

Opened in Camera Bag 2: Dusklight, Insta. Saved.

I used Type-Writer for the text which I then placed in the image using Image Blender at Darken.

2 comments:

Lisa Graham Art said...

My first time back and it's "Death"...Hmmmm....

:)

Bill said...

This deserves a "Wow!" I was born and have spent most of my life in Michigan. I did live in Kentucky for two years, though. I've seen that hook holding hogs that were killed in the fall and were ready to be cut up for winter's meat. It isn't a pretty sight.

If you die before me, please give me a little warning. I need to lose a few pounds before I can watch your ashes being scattered off a nude beach.