” Sweet Spike ” by tgchan ( Pentax K-5 II s + SMC Pentax-F 50mm F2.8 Macro )

” Nobody likes Sweet Spike… As a matter of fact, nobody liked him ever since he was born. He used to be quite a nice fellow, you know? Unfortunately his strange looks, weird diet and not so much fresh breath made him really unpopular. He’s genuinely desperate nowadays, he just flies around and tries to hug anyone… that can’t be good, can it? He used to be charming, really smart and with a good talk. Sadly enough, time changes everyone… and for poor Sweet Spike the change was not for the better… I mean, I don’t blame him, you know? How would you personally feel if everyone, without any exception, would hate you from the moment they meet you? Not nice, huh? And it wasn’t nice for Spike as well… All he ever wanted was to be just like others; nice, colourful, likeable, cute and things like that. Didn’t work out at all… He got beaten many times, with many different things; newspapers, towels, flip-flops, got electrocuted, sprayed with chemicals and so much more… It’s just painful, you know? Not just for the body, but for the soul as well… Poor Spike, I heard he got addicted to pooh again too. It is not his fault really? The freaking nature designed him like that, what can he do about it? Nothing, exactly… so why all the hate!? Sweet Spike~!! Not everyone hates you~!! Can you hear me~!? Don’t you do anything stupid~!! Some of us understand how you feel and you are not alone~!! Unluckily… Sweet Spike is not with us any more… Those were my last words to him, and this is the last photograph of him. Sweet Spike was found dead at a hotel room in Des Moines, Iowa, on May 25. Test results have shown he died of an accidental diarrhoea overdose. He is survived by… no one. You won’t be missed, but you were still… pretty fly for a stinky guy. “

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” Ribs ” by tgchan ( Pentax K-5 II s + SMC Pentax-FA 31mm F1.8 AL Limited )

” Every creation, physical or not, big or small, long term or just a short one, they all need a solid construction, the thing that will uphold the weight of the future plans. The greater the plan, the greater support is required. Tough ribs to protect soft and fragile investment. The question is… is it worth building all that around something that may never appear inside of it in the first place? How do you know? How can you be sure? What if it is just an illusion? A dream that will always stay just a dream… Is this what has happened here? Is it an empty cage of ribs protecting someone’s dream that has never come true? Was I here too early? Is the dream still possible to be fulfilled? Or is it just another skeleton left behind… A brutally interrupted vision, a reminder of something that could have been someone’s escape from the usual… A great dream that has shattered against sharp edges of the broken reality. The light… is it still with it? Or has it already started taking it apart? It looks so solid… so enormous… By the look of it, it looks like a real big honest love, I have seen it before. What happened? Something tragic must have happened. Those ribs… so secure, almost completed. Great plans, amazing love, big happy family… What could have possibly stop such hard work and dedication… Perhaps, I am indeed too early here. Maybe it all is still in movement, still alive, still has got a future… Maybe I was just… too early… “

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” Green Starry Fellow ” by tgchan ( Pentax K-5 II s + Samyang 8mm F3.5 Fisheye CS II )

” Damn… I feel so lazy today… I should be writing something smart here, but I am so not in the mood… and my god damn lower back hurts too… Anyway, this is the plant and it looks cool. Thanks-Bye-Please come again. Hah, nah… I am just joking… but I really do feel extremely lazy right now, and I don’t feel like I have got some nice writing in me today. Maybe it is the photograph… maybe it is just boring, and this is why I can’t write anything interesting about it? Hmm… but I like it. There is something about this scene. All those shapes, light and patterns, they speak to me in some weird language I do not understand, but I still like what I am hearing nonetheless… It feels like someone has spent more than enough time for this place. Caring about details, preparing it, like she would know that one day I would come and capture her work. I said ‘she’ because I think we can mutually agree, no dude would do such a thing, right? But then again… I might be mistaken. Oh well, it doesn’t really matter who did it anyway. The important thing is, it has been created, and I had a chance to capture it, that is all that matters. I wonder what is your favourite thing in this scene. I totally love the upper part of the lace curtain. It looks like some wicked sea waves during a dark and stormy night. The starry plant itself, doesn’t look too bad either. Hmm… the longer I look at it, the more things I like about it. I am glad it made it through. Damn… all this writing reminded me about very important thing. Never ever force yourself to anything, unless you really have no choice about it. It is just a waste of energy. I don’t say nothing good can come out of it, but the whole process is such a chore, that it may give a totally opposite result in the long run. Just go with the flow, and when it doesn’t go smoothly, leave it there, change direction, and do not look behind. Real talent doesn’t require a heck of a lot of energy to do things, you just do them, and you are not really getting tired from doing them. That’s the beauty of a talent. So, if this is what you are after, it is quite easy to notice if you are on the right path. Take care. “

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” Interstellar Suspension ” by tgchan ( Pentax K-5 II s + Samyang 8mm F3.5 Fisheye CS II )

” The clouds froze right in front of my eyes, I could feel air getting thicker and thicker… My body started to feel like it was suspended in water. The change… I could feel it so clearly… Stars aligned, galaxies in a perfect harmony. That moment of an incredible slowdown… Like a bullet caught in a ballistic gelatine, everything stopped in a blink of an eye. What now? I didn’t care about anything… I just kept looking in the sky, trying to see things beyond the clouds. My poor human eyes… they were just not enough. I could still feel it though, not to mention being able to admire the beauty of an incredible display on our terrestrial end of the spectrum. I may not fully understand it, but I know how it affects me. I have walked out from the home sad, but now… I am oversaturated with happiness and joy. I still miss that soft hand I could grab when I need it, hug a soul… but for now… I am okay. So I thank the stars and everything that surrounds me, that I may be happy… even though I know, it is just for a short-lived while… “

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” Gamut Stand Up ” by tgchan ( Pentax K-5 II s + SMC Pentax-FA 77mm F1.8 Limited )

” Yellow, light blue, red, orange, green, pink, soft yellow, bright red, dark purple, bright green, dark green, bright blue, dark blue, bright pink, brown, bright orange, black, bright yellow… I don’t know~!! I love them all bloody hell!@ Look… yellow reminds me of a lemon. Light blue reminds me of the beautiful sky. Red reminds me of tomatoes and blood. Orange reminds me of… hmm an orange I guess. Green reminds me of nature and grass. Pink reminds me of vagina, salmon and girls. Soft yellow reminds me of puke and walls. Bright red reminds me of brake lights. Dark purple reminds me of beetroots and aubergines. Bright green reminds me of the Predator’s blood. Dark green reminds me of old algae. Bright blue reminds me of pastels and the most bluish and amazing sky I can imagine. Dark blue reminds me of night, scary deep ocean and coldness. Bright pink reminds me of young girls. Brown reminds me of pooh, cocoa and chocolate. Bright orange reminds me of the bright-coloured waistcoats of the workers at the roads, not sure if they actually wear that colour though. Black reminds me of a raven, coal, and metal. Bright yellow reminds me of Xenomorph’s blood and glow sticks. There is something you love and hate about every colour I guess. I really like them all for different reasons. “

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” Faceless ” by tgchan ( Pentax K-5 II s + SMC Pentax-FA 77mm F1.8 Limited )

” Faceless Angels walking down the face of earth… like a wind, passing transparently between souls lost and broken. They judge, analyse, take and give. You may never know when you meet one of those wretched creations, once of a heavenly descent. Ruined, knocked off, shattered, disgraced… and finally cast away. Forever trapped between the worlds of eternal flame and clouds, unwanted… thrown away. Evermore imprisoned in wander without a destination. Enslaved in order to do things no other great being wish to do. Pulling down those who ascent way to fast, giving a boost to those of critical need. All this and many more demeaning deeds, constantly surrounded by ever rotting flesh, dirt and filth of mankind that multiplies like a disease. The face that haunts, the hands that scrape and the mossy breath… insides filled with nothing, programmed for indifference and apathy, perpetually impassive. It’s not here to help you, it’s not there to hinder… It’s not your friend nor the enemy… Balance, it’s the only thing of its interest. My Fair Stone Wingless Lady, have you finally come to raise me… or you’re here to crush me, and put me out of my misery… “

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” Bandage Man ” by tgchan ( Pentax K-5 II s + SMC Pentax-FA 77mm F1.8 Limited )

Original Street Artist: Anna Matuszewska in association with Galeria Sztuki 58, Radom.

” A face full of scars, eyes filled with tears and a heart shattered by thousands of unfulfilled and broken dreams… Still looking up, still… searching for light. Another dream, another failure… pain… another scar to patch up. Living deep down, below in darkness, almost at the bottom… not low enough to bounce back and regain control, drifting… A soul so battered and ripped apart, it scares with all the hollows, echoes and ever-tearing stitches. Tears changing into pus, life shifting gracefully into a coma… a blissful lethargy, slowly taking everything away. There’s no fight, not anymore, only compliance. Awakening, again. Another vision, another hope. Looking in the mirror, still deformed… unsightly. Nothing has changed, nothing ever does… Euphoria, enlightenment, hope, happiness, enchantment, love… Taking a razor blade, a short glance at a shiny frail piece of steel, time to fail once again. Cutting the soft flesh of own face… warm red liquid covers all. Look, another broken dream… another chance for a new life, another distraction, another mark. A white cloth takes a place of a fresh and swollen wound, I can still feel… I can still dream. What have I become… Will I ever succeed, and start living before I am finally gone… ? “

 

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” Locked In Emptiness ” by tgchan ( Pentax K-5 II s + SMC Pentax-FA 77mm F1.8 Limited )

Original Street Artist: Anna Matuszewska in association with Galeria Sztuki 58, Radom.

” Locked away by none other than himself, trapped in abyss, floating in vacuum of despair… Dreaming about life high, far above everything, living secretly underneath everyone else… Come… come closer please, look into a darkness, try to see my face… Tell me that what I see, is only a fear of what I might be. Locked in a cell of confusion, I’ve got enough. Trying to find a key, now the lock… Where the hell is it. No!! no… It’s gone… I can’t get out, I’ll never be free… Reaching with my hands out, trying to squeeze out, I can’t… I am being devoured, pulled down. I am sitting in a black corner looking at the light, thinking… The key in my hand… Heh… The lock and now the key… I’ve been waiting too long, it’s melting. I can hear the life right outside of my door… Smell it, see and even touch it sometimes… but I can never be a part of it. I have been here for so long… Do I even remember why I have decided to lock myself in this place… Of all those things I could have been, I have chosen not to be at all. My hands holding the rims of the hole, the face hidden far away from the light of life, it’s still afraid. I am looking at it for the last time, before I turn around, and walk deep into the darkness in search of myself. Where will the black tunnel lead me…? Will there be another door at the end of it, or just a dead end? I can hear voices calling my name, I am not turning around, I remember… Now I remember who and why locked me in here… Now I understand who destroyed the lock… Why did you leave the key…? “

 

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Black Mass (2015)

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Whitey Bulger: Take your shot. But make it your fucking best, ‘Cause I get up, I eat ya.

 

 7 /10 from 74,742 users. Not too generous if you ask me… but I have been longing for something similar to Donnie Brasco (1997) for a long time. I hope the score is significantly underrated and I will have a blast with this one.

9 minutes – so far, it doesn’t do anything different than any other mob film

33 minutes – I can’t get enough of the ugliness of Johnny Depp‘s character… it is beyond fugly~!

1h 11 minutes – definitely interesting to watch, many things happen and the story is being told in a nice way

1h 27 minutes – the level of the creepiness…. over 9000! The things that they have done with Johnny Depp‘s image is just unbelievable… Whatever there was left of him… he finished it off with his acting

1h 36 minutes – the line of the entertainment and excitement is rather flat, there are no ups and downs in this film, but… it is rather good, if the line started at high position from the start, isn’t it?

 

tgchan’s rating: 7.5 /10

” Woody Tiger ” by tgchan ( Pentax K-50 + HD Pentax-DA 35mm F2.8 Limited Macro )

” Somewhere deep in an unknown to me forest, there was this old wooden hut. I don’t normally wander in such places, but when I was driving to a another city, I couldn’t help noticing the beauty of the forests around me. I stopped the car and decided to venture a little bit into unknown. I thought only the new cities or towns were able to strike me with such awe and happiness. Boy or girl, how much I was mistaken. The air and the smell alone, were something magical, something I cannot describe with words. I felt like, I need to hug every single tree, stroke grass, cuddle with moss and sing with the birds, just to show my appreciation for everything that surrounds me. And there was this old wooden hut, it looked like nothing special when I was passing it by. When I took another look at it, I couldn’t believe what was hiding behind it. I asked myself what kind of sorcery is this, how is this even possible!? I approached it and it looked even better up close. It looked like the nature stretched her canvas on the back of the hut’s wall years ago, and has been painting there secretly ever since… An enigmatic mixture of snow, rain, frost, wind, sun, wood, heat and time… entrapped in this truly remarkable work of art. “

 

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