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I still have no idea why people are perfectly fine by being assaulted by advertisements on walls, buses, every surface imaginable, not to mention the internet, with ads pretty much screamed out at you at every click, while still having a problem with graffiti. I would much rather see some art than someone trying to sell me some crap I don’t need. I don’t know how to resolve the issue of legality except point out that we really don’t have a choice but to absorb information when we are bombarded by ads. No body asked me if they could fill up my mind with memories of corporate nonsense. The way we are saturated in advertisements is far more destructive to society than some person who’s found a healthy outlet for his frustrations in the form of art. When you stumble upon some good graffiti, it’s such an uplifting feeling.
Think about it for a second. This person probably had better (or more destructive) things he or she could be doing. They could have been shooting up some heroin. They could have been robbing some fools. They could have been setting fire to some buildings. They could have been fighting some war for someone who couldn’t give a rats ass whether or not they lived or died. They could have been sitting around wasting their lives away getting obese on junk food, checking facebook and waiting for the next episode of their favourite tv show to come out. Instead this person decides to go out and find somewhere he or she won’t get arrested for letting their minds bleed out onto a wall. It isn’t for money or fame. It isn’t even permanent. What other artform has people this passionate about it while at the same time being as ephemeral?
Why is this such a horrible thing? Shouldn’t we be celebrating this breakthrough? That someone has broken free in this world that is so dominated by the idea that we should fit into this infernal global machine? All artists start somewhere. We should stop being so terrified of them.
Image from one of my timelapses of Tasmanian graffiti artists. Watch the full video at:
One of the ziarah at Eydhafushi cemetery. It looked like someone was smoking heroin in there. Everything was broken down. The traditional pillows were tattered and torn on the ground. No idea how old it is or who was buried there.
8 second exposure, light from phone. Baa Atoll Eydhafushi, Maldives, 2013.
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Hussain Ali Manik
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Some badass clocks with my fractal designs are now avaiable for purchase at Society6! Woot woot! Taking over the whole damn clock game :D
Bicentennial park, Mt. Nelson, Tasmania, Australia.
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Before you go to bed, watch this video of Neil Gaiman reading Green Eggs and Ham
A TRAAIIIN A TRAIINN?!?
I must admit that I do not think too much when I take photographs. I try to pay attention to what’s within the frame but most of the photographs which I am personally the most happy with were the result of a few split seconds of thinking.
Out of curiosity, I overlayed the Fibonacci spiral / golden ratio over a few of my photographs. The results were both surprising and enlightening.
I propose the theory that humans, especially those with what some might consider a talent for photography and the arts, have a natural sense for detecting this ratio and having a subconscious bias towards it. This may be responsible for what some people call “having the eye”. It could explain why so many people, even if they do not have the formal training, are still capable of taking stunning and well composed photographs. Perhaps “the eye” is just awareness of these spirals.
I think it might explain why I personally don’t like centering images too. I always have this urge to shift the focus to either the left or the right. Perhaps this may be the origin of that bias.
Anyways enough of the ranting; here are the photos. I hope you find them helpful in some way.