” Dunno One ” by tgchan ( Sony A6500 + Sony Zeiss 24mm f/1.8 )

There are so many artists… Even more people with all sorts of talents… It scares me… It scares me that there are so many amazing individuals the world does not know about? Why? Why do they have to live a life of an unknown? Why some people, very often less talented, climb the ladder of success while the rest, more deserved of that place, have to live a lesser life? It looks like having a talent and knowing about it is just not enough to be out there. You have to make yourself visible. You can’t be famous or even appreciated if the world doesn’t know about your existence. Death is the last scream your personality makes before it vanishes forever. I mean, even if you get all the ovations you can get, but you are still dead, what is it good for? You either make it on time, or it doesn’t matter… Unless you dream about some fame after your departure to another life. The one thing that scares me even more is not finding your real talent before it’s too late, or ever at all. I am genuinely scared of living my life the wrong way. ” Remember, the saddest thing in life is wasted talent. You could have all the talent in the world, but if you don’t do the right thing, then nothing happens. ” – A Bronx Tale (1993)

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

” Four Brothers have finally come together… It has been decades since they have all met. They all came up from the same parents. They all grew up together. Unfortunately, life have divided their lives and spread them across the globe. Busy with their careers, work and other activities, they rarely even had time to talk to each other. All is past now though… They’re together, close, united once again. So much to share, so much to talk about, get up to speed, make up for all those years of not caring. They have missed each other so much… It is so unfortunate that such sad event had to be the reason for their meeting. Their beloved parents… gone, forever and ever echoing in their painfully shattered minds. They are all sitting silently together now, watching the sun going down and down. It’s nice… Everything has been taken care of, everything has been done. They can finally relax, and slowly learn how to let this go… It’s warm and cosy. The sun is still giving so much warmth, even though it’s so low… It’s so warm and cosy… “

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

” It is mind-boggling… We are living in a linear story, somewhat trapped in it, but we also have the ability to change almost anything we want, at any point and to any extent. Why do we choose to stay passive instead of creating a reality where we could be much happier? What is it that makes us stick with secure but mediocre zone, instead of going a little crazy and improve things we are not happy about? I can flip my life over 180 degrees in a matter of hours, maybe even minutes, but I choose not to… remaining in the very same and boring place… Why? Sometimes I have got this feeling, it’s so real and so vivid that it almost feels like someone else’s memory… Sometimes, I can sense a different life… A warm alternative to what I am currently living. It feels like I am almost there… Like I am going to switch to it any second now, but after a very brief moment… it’s gone. The possibilities seems to be endless. Are we living in one of many parallel universes? Can we truly modify the life we are currently living? Or is rigidly programmed, where our possibilities are limited to only what had been previously written? I know so much… Why can’t I take any advantage of it… I must get out of here… I have to learn the way of… Choice. The problem is choice. “

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

” Dragon Skin… Sometimes I think, the only way to stop life getting to you, is to grow dragon skin… So thick and so robust that even flaming hate and love could not get through it. This, or learn how to channel everything that’s harmful with such precision that nothing can really touch you. The latter is probably a better choice, but it’s much harder to achieve as well. Confusion and inability to understand morphs into hate… The skin starts glowing… No response and lack of caring changes hate into rage. The skin lights up… Past memories start bleeding once again. The skin is almost transparent, ready to burst with all might and fury… By the time everything spills over, you are all alone… there is no one there… not any more. It all disperses like a morning fog… All this building up, tension and accumulation of negativity, all for nothing… Waste of time and energy, pointless. Dragon skin would never let it happen. It’s too tough, way too smart to let such things glide through. Black tendons hold it all tight and secure. Glassy flesh will not let you see. Cold and solid, keeps secrets within its boundaries. You can spot life behind its fortification, bright and live, but you cannot get through… It’s way too scared, too fragile, and too soft to let anyone close again. It somehow wants to connect with you, lonely and hungry for another soul, but poor doesn’t know how to get through the very own wall, it once wanted so much to have around itself. Unfortunately trapped in its own shelter. It will take time, hard work and dedication on both sides, too finally free what has been buried so securely underneath dragon skin. Let’s just hope it will be worth the wait and struggle… “

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

” Just like us, it breathes… Get tired, old, fatigued, injured and somewhere along the way, finally die… just like us. Instead of dark red, its heart pumps dark brown blood, through its black and rubbery veins. It screams in agony when it’s hurt, and sleeps like a baby after a long and gruelling day. Our mutual connection with machines is getting closer and closer with each year passing by. It is a matter of time when planet Earth will soon welcome, a new generation of biomechanical hybrid human beings, carefully engineered and crafted. An awkward symbiosis between man and machine. Of course we can live without them, even though it would be very inconvenient. But the day when machines will no longer need our input to exist, is the day on which our extinction begins. I wish I were immortal… I would love to see the future so much. I don’t know exactly why, but I really enjoy looking at all mechanical things. They always look so focused and thoroughly constructed. There is definitely some magic behind it, or it is just me… and my weird affections for inanimate objects. Instead of lights; I see eyes and so on… arms, legs, joints, veins, eyebrows, eyelashes, mouths, even bums… So I am not overwhelmingly surprised when I saw it for the first time, the first thing I thought was; DAMN, look at all that mechanical sweat… “

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

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” I am so jealous of those who got enlightened… I am so full of envy for the ones who know where to go… Oh, what a feeling must it be… How amazing must it feel to know you can focus all your energy to pursuit your destiny, instead of wasting it for countless searches… How incredible it must be to run as fast as you can, looking only forward, without peripheral thoughts of better alternatives… How marvellous it must be to wake up every day, and know you can do things that will eventually bring you closer to your final goal… How soothing it must be… to have thousands of lights guiding you through the darkness of night… How convenient it must be to know you are on the right path… The awareness that all it takes from now on… is just energy to move forward, towards the great award. I can see thousands of light bulbs shining… Unfortunately none of them are bright enough, to clearly let me know they are the one I should follow… How can I trust any of them, when the light they produce is so weak and dim, I could easily mistake it for my own troubled and hungry imagination…? I keep looking at all of them at once, persistently waiting for one that will go so bright, I will not have any doubt. At the same time I am shaking and praying that the one I am waiting for, is not behind my back… “

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

” Roofs… they often go unappreciated, unnoticed or being seen from the boring ground level. Climbing on a top floor is always a thrill. First, you have to get into a stairwell. Then, you will have to fight with many steps ahead of you. Very often on the way up, your nose is amused by a different smell on each storey. Finally, once you get on the top level, you might be rewarded with a nice view, that not many people have a chance to glance at. Roofs… they are special, aren’t they? I particularly like the tiled ones, they look like a reptilian skin. Funny enough, they fulfil the same function as well. Coincidence? I don’t think so. There is so much we can learn from the nature. Most, if not all of our greatest technological discoveries, are just merely small scale reflections of what the nature had done centuries ago. She is a great teacher, we are just slow to learn. “

 

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

” Changes… even when they are bad, they are still good. It is something we need in order to evolve, learn and be. It doesn’t matter if we are the ones making them, the life goes on, and it constantly morphs into something new. There are no permanent things. Something that was blue once, might be yellow soon, just to change into green later on. We cannot expect to last forever, nothing ever does… All those changes give us a clear idea about one thing, there is something after death, and we don’t need any religion to tell us about it. Our lives have been changing with the very moment of our existence. We cannot escape it, nor avoid it… What we can, is to use it to our advantage, make the best of it. Nothing is ever lost, just like nothing is ever sure… “

 

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” Concrete Jungle ” by tgchan ( Pentax K-50 + Samyang 10mm F2.8 )

” Just look at it… doesn’t it remind a tiny part of a forest? So many lives, in such close distance. The old buildings deteriorate slowly, decompose, while the new ones, spring up like mushrooms after rain. Everyone is doing their little work, everyone has a purpose and special assignments in this crazy, new, synthetic ecosystem. Just like plants, animals and microbes, we are creating our own community of living organisms. We are not different from any of this, just as bacteria has its role and place on this planet, so do we… Can’t you really see the pattern in all this? We are not, who we think we are… We are just another cog in the system and we live solely, to complete the necessary cycle of a greater mechanism… There’s nothing more to our existence… We are not special, we are not unique, and surely… we are not in control. “

 

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