November 12th, 2005

New Project

I woke up in the middle of the night convinced I was in the middle of a Chuck Palahniuk novel. Today I feel completely blah and borderline dead inside. Whatever. It'll pass, it always does, so please - no well wishing comments, however sweetly intended. I don't need the boost or the self indulgent blues jam.

I'm starting a new photo-art project soon. There are many details to work out in my mind before I can decide where I need it to go. I want to name it, much like we name a baby while it is still in the womb so that you get a feel for it, romanticise and love it before it gets here. Plus, it helps keep me in direction to name my projects. All of the posts for it will be on a separate filter I'll make once I get things figured out, and I'll add people to it at the appropriate time.

What got it started was the scar on the end of my nose and the fact that I need a new creative outlet. I got the scar from the accident where I fell out of the tree. Unless you're really studying my face you probably wouldn't even notice it. I have tons of scars all over me, and that is the only one I'm really self conscious about. So not long ago, I was in my bathroom shaving my neck and caught sight of it, just sitting there just under the end of my nose, antagonizing me like an angsty, stubborn label. I stopped shaving and decided to study it once and for all. I have given this tiny, insignificant piece of myself so much energy that it has become much larger than it really is over time and so finally the thought occurs to me that it's just really not important. And then my perception of it changed and in studying it I didn't see it as big as I'd made it anymore. Then it occurred to me that most people probably don't notice it anyway, and if someone actually did and it changed their perception of me, then fuck them. So I was left with "What if this is just what it looks like, and that's okay?" So the idea was sown for this project.

I am a finder of flaws - physical flaws - because I find more character in a flaw than the average person too preoccupied with perfection to bother finding beauty in the odd, strange, or simply different. I like imperfections. I detest vapidity. I've never been much on a pretty face, whether there was more behind it or not. People only really come alive to me and become either beautiful or ugly through their actions. Only when I feel superficial (which we all do, and you have to allow for it - like it or not) do I take people at face value, and that's generally because I'm attracted to them physically and it all turns into sex anyway - even if just in one's mind. It has its place.

I want to do conceptual photography of people's features and parts, to sum up a greater whole if that makes sense. I absolutely adore the work done by 50poundnote, whose series of bingo cards is one of the most inspiring, genius things I've seen in years. I'm also inspired by the work of michaelnolan and bitterlawngnome. All of these amazing people just provoking me at every turn to get out the stuff that lingers around in my head too much instead of where it belongs. I don't know how else to put it. It will consist largely of sectionalized pieces, individual parts but seldom of an entire form. I'm not that interested in photographing the whole of a person right now, though I will be taking several different angles and many full body shots. One thing you learn is that you might as well take all of the pictures you can get while the opportunity is there, whether you use them or not.

I have several people who have offered to sit and model for me, and I thank you all. And I thank you in advance to those that will offer in the future to be part of the project. One of the people who has surprised me the most by agreeing to the project is my friend Jason. Jason is straight, soon to be divorced, and the father of a rambunctious little boy. He owns a construction company with his family and is a firefighter as well. Very all American, rugged, former jock, gravelly voiced and sothern to the bone, down to his lowcountry drawl. He's very handsome and has an amazing body, strawberry blonde with impossibly broad shoulders, huge arms and hands, big legs and a thick neck. On a whim I asked him about posing for me yesterday morning while I was pouring myself a cup of coffee, and he agreed without hesitation, even growing excited when I explained the project and Maggie talked up my previous work. While I know he will bring a good sense of form into the result I'm after I have to admit that the idea of him getting naked for me and the camera is QUITE hot. I'm sure there will be a ghostofaman story written about the experience.

So anyway, I have a lot to figure out and decide on before shooting begins next weekend. Location space, lighting, composition, you name it. Then there are the questions of colorization or black & white, layout, whether to frame or not, effects, filters....

Now for the real challenge - getting inspiration and encouragement from myself.
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HT to elcid89 for this one!

Here's one of the reasons the creationists are grandstanding about the role of science as a whole, but espeically where it plays into the minds of the impressionable. Well, I could argue that to believe at all and claim a faith in something supernatural would make one impressionable or at least suspect - but that would require more more energy than I'm willing to give today.
The temperature of Heaven can be rather accurately computed. Our authority is Isaiah 30:26, "Moreover, the light of the Moon shall be as the light of the Sun and the light of the Sun shall be sevenfold, as the light of seven days." Thus Heaven receives from the Moon as much radiation as we do from the Sun, and in addition 7 x 7 (49) times as much as the Earth does from the Sun, or 50 times in all.

The light we receive from the Moon is one 1/10,000 of the light we receive from the Sun, so we can ignore that.

The radiation falling on Heaven will heat it to the point where the heat lost by radiation is just equal to the heat received by radiation, i.e., Heaven loses 50 times as much heat as the Earth by radiation. Using the Stefan-Boltzmann law for radiation, (H/E)^4 = 50, where E is the absolute temperature of the earth (300ºK), gives H as 798ºK (525ºC).

The exact temperature of Hell cannot be computed. However, Revelation 21:8 says "But the fearful, and unbelieving ... shall have their part in the lake which burneth with fire and brimstone." A lake of molten brimstone [sulphur] means that its temperature must be at or below its boiling point, 444.6ºC.

We have, then, that Heaven, at 525ºC is hotter than Hell at 445ºC.
Science is the threatning pull to a thread that can logically unravel their protective cloth. Not unlike the Shroud of Turin. Which is kind of funny to me. I remember a fundie way back in my early online days that tried to spar with me about being part of the Stanford think tank that analyzed the shroud in an effort to authenticate it, I'm sure voxie remembers him. Good times.

Even my friends/loved ones who ARE devout look at these wingnuts like they're insane. Believe what you want, but have a better argument than faith if your aim is to try and discredit fact supported evidential theory.