” 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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” It Does Not Matter ” by tgchan ( Pentax K-5 II s + Samyang 8mm F3.5 Fisheye CS II )

” It does not matter…. You do not need a great looking panorama, mountains, rivers, seas and oceans… There is no need for an open sky with a beautiful palette of warm colours from the sun. All you really need is… just yourself. It is you who can create the reality that surrounds you. You have got the power to feel what you want to feel. It doesn’t take much to trigger a chain of positive feelings about something. It takes time to learn how to do it, but once you learn it, it’s like riding a bike. Sometimes, it is triggered by external factors like: the sun, warm breeze, long shadows, or just a random place. It can be anything really. Once you learn to be “sensitive”, you may get triggered unexpectedly by simple things, the little ones; like a smell, or the way someone looked at you. Other times, you have to put in some effort, think about some positive things and chain them manually, creating greater and greater feeling of happiness. Me personally, I love those random encounters that make me feel special and so happy, even though I know they do not last for very long. As for the manual chaining those little happy things into a bigger and more steady state of happiness… Well, I treat it as my plan B, a handy tool to get me out of the darker moments of my thinking. Can you see this photograph? It was one of those random encounters, triggered totally unexpectedly, just by being there. It feels a little bit like jumping into a pool. You just step into it. You go, everything is normal, and at some point you just stop. You start noticing that it feels different in this particular place. There is some kind of unexplained energy beaming from it, and it feels amazing. You just stand there and can’t move, well you can, but you do not want to. Everything feels so beautiful… Warm sun, amazing shadows, even the texture of an old and broken pavement looks out of this world. It just… I don’t know… It feels like my mind is breaching the boundaries of what you can perceive with normal senses. It is addictive. Every time I go for another walk with my camera, I quietly wish to feel that again. I think… I have managed to capture some of it… in this photograph. Please, have a look. “

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” Good Afternoon Mr Tree ” by tgchan ( Pentax K-5 II s + Samyang 8mm F3.5 Fisheye CS II )

” Good afternoon to you too, Mr Tree. How are you doing on this fine day? Good to hear, sir… good to hear. Oh, me? I am just fine, thank you. It is such a wonderful weather today, isn’t it? Yes, I completely agree. It really looks like a perfect day, doesn’t it? All those snowy white, puffy clouds in the blue sky, and this refreshing breeze… It is absolutely marvellous. Dear sir, would you mind if I took a photograph of you and these charming surroundings? No… No, not at all. You will fit just perfectly, worry not, sir. A little to the right, please. Hold it! Hold it… Got it~!! Now, that is going to be extraordinary once I return home and develop it, I can feel it. What the f… who the hell was I talking to!? A tree!? I am losing it… I am losing it again, what am I doing… She really crashed us, didn’t she… Way too fast chan… way too fast. We have totally lost the ground under our feet, haven’t we? You should have known better… fast changes are never good, they never are. One thing I will never understand though… How in the hell did she manage to break something already so broken, even more… how? It’s beyond me. Does it mean… I wasn’t broken before? Hmm, doesn’t matter. This tree… it bends like my reality… trying to reach the impossible. Are the things we always wanted really impossible, or are we making them that way? What is really stopping us from what we want in life? Is it reality… or what we create ourselves? The mush of loneliness, doubt, lack of entertainment, sense of direction and happiness, all this… at the same time. Such a bad timing Mr Chan, poor planning, too much emotions… too much of everything. I need my way of life back, my philosophy and beliefs, I need it all back. I don’t want to go back to the same place though, no. I need something different, I need to give myself a chance for something new, I need to know for sure. I can almost hear the voice telling me… Do not try and bend the tree. That’s impossible. Instead… only try to realise the truth. What truth? There is no tree. Then you’ll see, that it is not the tree that bends, it is only yourself. “

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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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