Showing posts with label Cie's so called artwork. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Cie's so called artwork. Show all posts

Friday, January 26, 2018

The Cheesemeister's Photoshop Phucquery: A Space Oddity Makes An Embryonic Journey

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I call this one "A Space Oddity Makes An Embryonic Journey."
You can call it "Cie Was Fucking Around In Photoshop And Really Has No Idea What The Fuck She's Doing," and that would be quite accurate.
It got to the "if it ain't broke, don't fix it" stage, and then I named it and added it to my Fart Gallery, which is my folder for my art practice. Because that is how I roll.
So, this is for David Bowie, because he was and is wonderful. He gave me the gift of being his wonderfully unusual and unique self, which taught me that being different is a good thing. It isn't an easy thing, but the best thing to be is yourself.
It hasn't been easy being different in a world that demands conformity.
I'd rather be in good company with good-hearted oddballs like David than in with a hard-hearted in crowd who will only break bread with those they deem acceptable in a very superficial way.

~Cie~

With music!

Monday, October 9, 2017

Thursday, April 28, 2016

My Eyes Have Seen Me

My Eyes Have Seen, Version 4
Photoshop manipulation by The Real Cie
Model: The Real Cie

My Eyes Have Seen Me

51 and still wondering why life hurts so much
Lost dad, became half an orphan at 45
Diagnosed bipolar, borderline and obsessive-compulsive at 38
Divorced at 29
Mother at 25
Married at 23
Met son’s dad at 18
First suicide attempt at 16
Troubled teen
Ghost whisperer
Alien, born 1965

~Cie~

This shaky selfie actually is a pretty accurate illustration of what it's like to be inside my soul on a bad day. Today was a pretty bad day. This has been a really bad spring for my depression.
 
Prompts Used:
http://www.napowrimo.net/day-twenty-eight-2/
 



Imaginary Garden With Real Toads

Friday, April 10, 2015

NaPoWriMo Day 9 + 10: An Abecedarian Calligram: Shadow of a Man

Shadow of a Man Version 6
Photoshop Manipulation by The Real Cie

 Shadow of a Man

             Amazing
                 Beautiful being
              Creature of love 
             Diamond in the rough
           Envisioning creating a better world
             Fanciness was foolishness in your eyes
           Gifted, talented, mind razor sharp
              Heart fragile as blown glass
               Ingenuous although leery
             Just a simple person
             Kind and gentle
             Little lost boy
             Mystery to himself
             Never really at peace
               Only the music made sense
             Pain drove him to erroneous choices
             Quietly he slipped away to recover
                Real and true and better than he knew
                   Such a gallant soul deserves far better
                  Than to die feeling abandoned and alone
                   Unquiet ghost haunting empty house
                  Valiant nonetheless unto the end
                  Wishes don't come true
                    Xanatos waits until
                    Your time reaches
                 Zero at last

                                       ~Cie~                     
                   


Notes:
The shape is an hourglass or an urn or something. I started out with idea of making a butterfly but gave up in frustration. Someone less dyslexic than I am might succeed.

To my wonderful writing sister Thalia for coming to my defense recently:



Thursday, April 2, 2015

NaPoWriMo 2015 Day 2: Bright as Touched

Supernova Version 5
Photoshop manipulation by The Real Cie

Bright as Touched

Shining star
Star light star bright
Bright eyes
Bright mind
Mind like a trap
Mind like a razor
Razor's edge
Razor cuts
Cut scene
Cut away
Away from it all
Away from home
Home away from home
Home is where the hurt is
Is anybody out there
Is anything real
Real as it gets
Real as it feels
Feels like loneliness
Feels like a dream
Dream of your goals
Dream becomes nightmare
Nightmare when sleeping
Nightmare when waking
Waking at dawn
Waking to confusion
Confusion sets in
Confusion distorts
Distorts your truths
Distorts your life
Life becomes lie
Life becomes loss
Loss of your mind
Loss of your self 
Self loathing
Self lost
Lost little boy
Lost soul
Soul of time past
Soul of the music 
Music brings healing
Music is forever
Forever remembered
Forever loved
Loved very deeply
Loved by those whose lives you touched 
Touched with an angel's wing
Touched with light from the farthest star 
Star 
Wing

Love,
Jess

This is a blitz poem.
It was harder than I thought it would be to write!

Definition 
A form of poetry created by poet Robert Keim in 2008. It is a 50-line poem of short phrases and images. 
The "Blitz" poem is well-named, as the fifty short lines are read in rapid-fire fashion. 
“The form really relies on sound and rapid "flow." ~Rob Keim. 

Here are the rules: Line 1 should be one short phrase or image (like “build a boat”) 
Line 2 should be another short phrase or image using the same first word as the first word in Line 1 (something like “build a house”) 
Lines 3 and 4 should be short phrases or images using the last word of Line 2 as their first words (so Line 3 might be “house for sale” and Line 4 might be “house for rent”) 
Lines 5 and 6 should be short phrases or images using the last word of Line 4 as their first words, and so on until you’ve made it through 48 lines 
Line 49 should be the last word of Line 48 
Line 50 should be the last word of Line 47 
The title of the poem should be three words long and follow this format: (first word of Line 3) (preposition or conjunction) (first word of line 47) 
There should be no punctuation, except for an ellipse after the final two words in lines 49 & 50.

Read more at: http://www.poetrysoup.com/types_of_poems/b