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

” What you see, what you feel… sometimes can go two different ways. Everything turns green, blooms, birds happily chirping, frogs croaking, colours have invaded dark and boring places… spring is here. It is warm, very warm, almost summer-like too warm, but the wind is making it all nice. Everything is so cheerful, happy and so damn alive… I am not unhappy or sad… unsettled and a little lost perhaps… I wish I could synchronise better with all beautiful life around me, derive more pleasure and satisfaction from where I am and what I have. Some things are sprouting and growing full of life, others shrivelling up and dying left alone… Spring, the time when yang is aggressively taking back what yin took not such a long time ago… I can see so many beautiful colours, I am so grey inside… I can feel so much life around me, yet I can barely live and feel my own. I can feel I become desaturated even more. The process of decolourisation is eating me alive, corroding my being and mind. Shake it off, shake it off, regain control. Bring the colours back to your life. There is love. “

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

” The legend says, if you mix a number of correct colours you can get one wish, and it can be whatever you want. I have been mixing them for a while now, I have also wished for the same thing many times. See, the problem with my wish is that it may take years or even decades to find out, if it worked or not. I do not lose my hope though. What you see on the photograph here is my latest creation. A very rare arrangement of carefully selected coloured objects. If that didn’t work, I must have been really close with this one. The sun was shining just perfectly, giving it just right amount of little warm haze. The rays of the sun were piercing transparent plastic flesh with high precision, pushing beautiful saturated colours out of their physical form. A pinch of shadows here and there gave it a final touch. I am really impressed. There is something lacking here though, and I can’t pinpoint what it is. Maybe the blue is just not blue enough, hmm. Maybe the angle is not right, hmm let’s see… Oh fuck that plenty~!! I have been arranging some stupid plastic spoons and whatever that is with three pointy fucking things sticking out, moving left and right for more than an hour~!! Sweating my ass for what!? Some stupid thing that is not even real!? Eat it~!! “

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

” Who doesn’t like it? Is there anybody who doesn’t like feeling of warm water hugging their body? Is there anyone who doesn’t enjoy this blissful form of deep relaxation? Look at those happy fellows. Aren’t they having a wonderful time? The water is crystal clear. The warm sun rays are making sure it stays at comfortably high temperature. I mean, it looks like a heaven on earth, doesn’t it? Who wouldn’t let submerge themselves in this glorious liquid? After a long and tiring day… immersing your fatigued body into this pleasantly hot water, letting it heal your mind and soul. Oh my god… It feels like your body is going to melt away, leaving nothing but an honest smile on your dissolved face… The 2017 is right round the corner, but the warm water still keeps my body in a soft embrace. I can hear some firecrackers already going off in the distance… probably some eager children tired of waiting for the midnight. I don’t want this moment ever go away… I have no worries… I do not have to do anything… I have got everything what I want… It is truly blissfully. It feels so special in its unique way. The last day between the old and the new year, submerged deep in something that feels like a paradise… Happy 2017… “

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

” So what is love exactly? It’s a trap among many other things, that’s for sure. You either destroy it at its infancy, or you get trapped inside of it. It comes in various shapes and colours, luring you slowly yet firmly. Once it gets hooks in your heart, there is no escape from it. At least, not without ripping and leaving a great chunk of your own flesh behind. So what is this infernal tool, why does it even exist? What is its purpose? Well folks, it is nature’s plan B or A, depends on what works and what doesn’t in particular case. You can escape one, but the second thing will most likely get you anyway. Some people only chase bodily pleasures, others seek a twin soul, and some are in search for those both things at the same time. It is a fragile creation… nonetheless, utmost dangerous. Many people are designed to coop with it, without any major malfunctions. There are also those who are missing some important data, and are not able to assimilate it properly. Those poor souls are exposed to extreme confusion, pain and feelings that erode their minds inexorably, killing them slowly and silently from the inside. A trap that can ruin ongoing existence, or give the meaning to an empty life. It is quite unfair how it works though. It hits directly at your weakest points, leaving you vulnerable and open to attacks from people with malicious and selfish intentions. So what is love exactly? The answer to the question is quite simple… It’s a death. The death of the person you have known your entire life. “

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

” Objects… they are not just objects right? Well, at least not all of them. There is always something more behind their look, an untold story of some kind that only a few know. Colour, shape, choice of material and so much more… it all started as an idea, a concept in someone’s head, and it took a while before that someone, could finally see it in person. We buy things, we use them, and finally we throw them away… all this, without much thinking; why it was made the way it was, or what kind of person could create it. Even the most generic items have this intriguing connection with their original creators. Someone thought about it, turned it into a physical object, and now… you are in possession of it… You have something you can touch, something that was only a someone’s thought at the time… something surreal and completely abstract. You never know if it’s the best work or just an accident, it just is… and it doesn’t change the fact, that the link is still there… A part of someone else’s life, entrapped in an inanimate object… Now go ahead, take a look around you… Who made that bottle? Who thought about its shape? Why is that keyboard black? Who originally imagined, how all those things should look like? We are living in a world of alien thoughts, the thoughts entrapped in objects which constantly surround us… “

 

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

” Look at them… so shiny, glamorous and good looking. You don’t really know them, but somehow you already like them, and you probably wish to be friends with them as well. It must be remarkably cool to be born all pretty and attractive. Unfortunately, not everyone is blessed with such a jaw-dropping look. Many say, that personality and character are the only things that matter to them… No, it is not true. They just don’t quite understand how it works, moreover, it’s something you can’t really control. Bees don’t visit plants they cannot benefit from, they are not even on their radar. Yes, I know, we are not bees, but the very similar principle applies to our kind. We change towards people of attractive appearance, and it goes the same for the ones who do not show any appealing physical traits to us. It works like a giant filter, helping us to categorise, prioritise and organise our lives. The way how we look, determines not only how others see us, but gives them a signal how to behave as well. See? We are not so different from flowers and bees after all… I mean, why should we? We are just another living element, governed by the very same rules… I am quite astonished that I am able to see the world in the way other people cannot. Now, think about this… What happens to a flower that has got too much attention? The flower that is visited by a large number of bees. Yes… it will get depleted, torn apart or even destroyed… Now what happens to the one, that has got only one bee on it, that has completely fallen in love with it? They probably wouldn’t be able to get enough of each other. It sure as hell must be amazing to be very attractive, that feeling of people looking at you, like you are a god or a goddess, but just like with everything else in life, there is always a dark side, and it continuously counterweights the light one. Maybe we do not need to be the prettiest flower in a garden… Maybe all we really need, is this one little bee, that will always be there, just for us. As for the Glassy Mates… I am afraid their beauty might be a rather brittle and fragile thing, but it’s still nice to look at them, isn’t it? “

 

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