A world outside a rectangle

The sound of the engine roaring pumps up my adrenaline. In a minute I will be creating history. I see my fans shouting, waving, giving me a thumbs’ up. Do I deserve such attention? Am I actually the person they think I am? Is my lifelong dream of winning this race going to finally come true today? A shiver runs down my spine. But then as I analyze the crowd, I see a familiar face. The same face which inspires me to persevere to the end. The face of my father.

The ripples that the gentle breeze forms on the surface of the water always flow out and disappear. I ask myself whether I want to be a ripple which with the force of the mighty wind flows out and at the same time is destroyed by it. No, I’m stronger than that. It is then that the sunlight gently strikes my eyes and my mind is instantly filled with the thought of my parents and my hometown.

When I look out of this kaleidoscope of life, the colourful and courageous sun gives me strength and reminds me of the human being that I am. The trees so majestic and vibrant remind me that I am living for someone and that I am the source of someone’s life as well. The calm and murky river tells me to open up my thinking circle every morning and never allow the continuous trickle of brilliance and imagination to stop.

Wondering whether I finished the race? What is there to drive towards? I see the mighty sun rise and fall every day, so why then should my journey come to a halt? A rectangle isn’t going to ignite and extinguish the fire inside me, it’s going to be belief, fate, destiny and faith that will. But for these few minutes I have every day to look into my fantabulous utopia, I thank him, the man with the fierce yet forgiving eyes.

The clock strikes seven. Shades of yellow transform into purple. I turn off the ignition. My credible companion, Adrian is put to rest and all is calm once again. Good night my strength and courage. Another tear I shed will not make the river mightier but will follow the million other water droplets to an ocean flooded with memories, memories which stimulate euphoria, sadness and the importance of humility.

The last and final piece is titled ' Pride and Humility'. For this piece I used an image of an elephant and a tiger. My favourite one :)

I used a picture of a leopard and two crocodiles for my monochrome piece. As you can see I have used green to portray jealousy and envy and thus the use of these particular animals as well.

For this one i used a photograph of mine and also used an image of butterfly wings. This is my grayscale piece.

Seeing Nature in Digital eyes

As part of our first semester in LASALLE we had a workshop on photoshop. The theme as the title suggests was anything to do with nature and we were required to submit 4 final pieces. The colour schemes were restricted to monochrome, grayscale, abstract and full colour. I chose to use pictures of animals to portray human emotions.
The first image attached is titled 'Anger and Strength'. I used a picture of two snakes for this one. Tough job but worked out in the end :)

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My favourite poem

WHEN WE TWO PARTED

by: George Gordon (Lord) Byron (1788-1824)

HEN we two parted

In silence and tears,

Half broken-hearted

To sever for years,

Pale grew thy cheek and cold,

Colder thy kiss;

Truly that hour foretold

Sorrow to this.

The dew of the morning

Sunk chill on my brow--

It felt like the warning

Of what I feel now.

Thy vows are all broken,

And light is thy fame:

I hear thy name spoken,

And share in its shame.

They name thee before me,

A knell to mine ear;

A shudder comes o'er me--

Why wert thou so dear?

They know not I knew thee,

Who knew thee too well:

Lond, long shall I rue thee,

Too deeply to tell.

In secret we met--

In silence I grieve,

That thy heart could forget,

Thy spirit deceive.

If I should meet thee

After long years,

How should I greet thee?

With silence and tears.

My Breezer bottle :)

Oran

King of the wind

Beauty on wheels :)