Pretty self-explanatory really. I mean, what you see is what you get, some guy grabbing his face, and you can choose to interpret it in any way you like.
I think I'd seen this as a pretty cool shot with some famous person in some magazine and wanted to have a go, and it's true it makes for a dramatic image if it isn't just downright silly.
The treatment's very hard, which makes it punchy, perhaps too hard, but this is the one I went with, along with a touch of almost cyan which makes a nice change from oversaturated tootie-fruitie stuff I would say.
This isn't a negative image, but it almost could be. I like the idea of the inverting of space - the idea that what you see is not there, only what is around it making it seem as though it is. There are some optical illusions like that.
I'm barely here in this picture. If you took away all the leaves surrounding me above, there would be very little sign that I ever passed by that way, just a glaring white void.
Maybe that's what it's like at the end, you leave a void and are remembered only by the things and people who surrounded you during your short spell here on earth. I'll let you know in due course...
Another from Barcelona, in the Gaudi park, Parque Güell, a double exposure where the pic you see here is as big as it goes, so don't bother clicking!
It's pretty cool, because a blue section of the amazing ceiling has been superimposed more or less where my left eye is supposed to be, which is pleasing.
It took a few attempts, trying to get both exposure of the two shots right as well as the positioning working not to mention trying to hit the shutter button with it facing away from me. Nice zit shot on the neck there too, by the way. Say hi to St.Sab (with his halo on the wrong way...)
Think this was taken in Barcelona but you can't really tell. Funnily enough, my hair was feeling particularly short and spikey that day, and this shot just accentuates that, what's left of it anyway (the hair, not the shot).
I vaguely remember my daughter messing around with her or my camera and laughing her head off at the results, and I think this was one of them. I rather like the weird angle as it makes me seem to be thrusting forward at an almost gravity-defying angle and gives me a phenomenal sense of purpose, doncha think?
Of course I killed her after when I realised what she'd done to my hair. It must have been that strange gel she'd rubbed into it when we were playing around earlier. I'll get her back tho', you can be sure of that. There's this little app on my iPhone called FaceGoo or something, and this little number produces wonders... I'll let you see one of me shortly...