*a constant parallactic paradox, sublime*

Visual Arts

A Selection of 10 Photomanipulations

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Xonnette*Soul is now up!

On what expense does a man bare his soul
to a woman he does not intend to keep?
And on what expense does a man keep
a woman he does not intend to bare his soul with?

Excerpts from On What Expense.

Read More in poetry.xyldrae.com!


Leaving The Moon and Art Night With Kids

LEAVING THE MOON
By Xyldrae Diane Espineda Jacob and Xyljon Noel Maano Jacob


As the car turned they were
Leaving the moon…
Footprints of houses, homes
Carried by tenacious flesh at legs’ edges

A road turn that turned new art old…

Poet’s anatomy,
Rapid physics on perplex dimensions;
Star-written compositions of astronomy
Fashioned toward astrology…
Biology of souls
Biology out of bounds
Empathized chemistry…
Literature found…

Child or wanderer?
Or both? What do we know?

Howling breaths aside from taking them
Chants of the sufferers, slaves to Allure
Surfers of the unfamiliar
Surfaces of a fleeting rocket

Will an explosion occur?

It all began with leaving the moon…

ABOUT THIS POEM:

While driving my sister Wanna and her son Baby Jon to buy milk, the moon hanged beautifully on a thicket of clouds and a shy gathering of stars rendered a calm night. On one turn Baby Jon uttered: “MOMMY WE’RE LEAVING THE MOON! WE’RE LEAVING THE MOON!”

The statement called for a literary unfolding.

It was art night when this poem was created. In my Valhalla the kids came. Baby Vaughn said “Tata Di can you teach me how to make a poem?”. Baby Jon said “Tata Di can I draw?” So both had their pens and empty sheets. One wrote. The other drew. Baby Vaughn was unable to complete his first poem because Erasure made him decide not. Yet him and I constantly paid attention to the 3-yr old’s drawings. On one piece Baby Jon explained: “These are footprints of dinosaurs and …. ” I didn’t hear clearly. Then Baby Vaughn fondly smiled and said “Are you nuts? Only dinosaurs and chickens and animals and people have footprints.” Then I asked the latter, “but isn’t that what Baby Jon said?”… Baby Vaughn said (with a facial expression that connotes some sort of amusement to his Baby brother):

“No. He said ‘footprints of dinosaurs and houses and chickens and dogs…”

Then we both giggled while the littlest was busy with his masterpiece. I told Baby Vaughn, “Footprints of houses! That’s some kind of Imagination- Houses ought to have feet to have footprints. I find that statement very poetic.” Of course, I could not teach this adjective (poetic), yet, to a 6yr-old. So I just told him to carry on with his poetry and use imagination in such a way.

And that is how I came up with the poem “Leaving The Moon”. So since I’m using Baby Jon’s metaphors… He’s technically co-author. 😀

Baby Vaughn finished his first two lines of “The Big Kingdom”:


THE BIG KINGDOM
by Xylvaughn David Gonzales Jacob

The Big Kingdom is a beautiful kingdom
Where joyful people have lots of freedom

So there goes his first rhyme.

Xylvaughn's First Digital Artwork

Copyrighted in xyldrae.deviantart.com


DECONSTRUCTING CINDERELLA and some other poems (WARNING: Not suitable for little girls!)

DECONSTRUCTING CINDERELLA

Everybody knows her story… branded Cinderella:
She was born. She lost her mother.
Some witch took over. She lost her father.
Her properties coveted by step-women.
One day with the help of pests for friends,
And her bored fairy godmother,
She catches the lead clown in a social circus most grand
Leaves one of her shoe pair upon unethical eluding
Per chance to be found.
And she was.
Clown boy puts her back in her original place
And they flatter happily ever after.

Here are the non-moral lessons:
Cinderella is a loser.
This has nothing to do with parental loss.
She simply lost her sense of self
When she chose to be coveted
She had no role in the story
Aside from being the conflict for the doers of deeds.
Pests got to be friends.
Fairy godmother existed purposely and looked good.
Clown boy is tagged heroic
And step-women were made necessary for all.

Okay. Okay. MORAL LESSON:
To be not mundane, know yourself and be.

———-

A LITTLE LESS IN VAIN

If I could get some native to lean this rooftop pillar
Paint half his face with sunlight, radiance exact,
Take a snapshot and go
Send the photo to some Sherlock Holmes
To identify exactly when and where
My timestop has been missed…

It would be a little less in vain.

———-

BLASPHEMY THROUGH SILENCE

Ennui is offspring to a fool and his continuity
They make such a horrid family
Casualty to awareness
Blasphemy through silence.


ASCII Art in UZZAP

Check this out guys!

The Art of Uzzap by “argien”

Screenshot:

nice 1!

nice 1!


I Support PROJECTOFURAGAMA

This is the YouTube account of my colleagues in Heraldo Filipino (DLSU-D’s Official Publication), Jheck Cogama and Jake Ofrasio. They excel in film making, photography and everything ART. They have always brought me much inspiration in this field and I would like to share their wonderful works with others.

So far, they only have 2 short films uploaded, 1 in which I’m in. I star as Paraluman in Jake’s “Paraluman”. Although they are embedded here, I prefer if people go visit their site, comment or favorite. Just click on the links. 😀

Paraluman
is "a film about discovering things…and finding out there not what you think they are."

Scythe
is an award-winning film with the synopsis: "Man’s perception about Life after death".


UZZAP CHATROOMS

I am quite amazed by the COMMUNITY BUILDING activities the Uzzap Chatters have been conducting. It is evident with the UZZAP Clans that have been established by these people. Most clans make themselves known by flooding. (X_+) and apparently, since they would mostly abide when a moderator tells them so, they have earned the UZZAP Showdown Rooms where they can exhibit their flood art. The most popular clans are:

  • Shadows
  • – I think they specialize in dancing text art.

  • R.!.P
  • – They invented SYNCHRONIZED flooding with color schemes. (Link to R.!.P Friendster Account)

  • [BOMB]/Bombards
  • – The first UZZAP Clan ever. Their flood is systematic as well and I guess they specialize in firepower related text arts. 😀 (Link to BOMBS Friendster Account)

  • KFU
  • – Bunch of nice people. Their flood look like some tribal patterns. (Link to their KFU Multipy account)

  • H20
  • – They kinda do some synchronized flooding (not so original) but what I like about them is that their names are always Clan-name related (Ex: Drift, Drip, Aqua, Hydrone, Ice, Flow, Rain, Splash). Apparently they don’t shut up in the presence of moderators and sadly, they get banned often.

  • CFA
  • – Most people describe them as “magulo” which means “sloppy”. I kinda agree. But most of them are nice and welcoming and they also produce some good stuff. (Link to CFA Friendster Account)

  • 4th Bat
  • – These people are the best-mannered. 😀 They have a thing for text LINE ART. (Link to 4th Bat Friendster Account)

And of course, we have the….

HERE ARE SAMPLE TEXT ARTS:


Deviations

Visit my online art gallery at Deviant Art

Here are some thumbnails of my works:

Note: These images are COPYRIGHT protected and are officially submitted to DeviantArt.com


Photo Manipulation

Starring Face Up….

Note the the following literature succeeding ‘Face Up’ are not related to the Images that go with it. 😀 And as for the poetry, their not exactly unique bits of my soul so I don’t mind plagiarizers at this point, though they will always be pitiful. There are some typographical errors along the way and I don’t have the time to copy edit. Some images are also do not have neat finishing coz they’re mostly scribbles in a hurry. Enjoy anyway!

Face Up

Adobe Photoshop 7.0

Face Up

Conquer all your deaths,
face up.
No matter how rotten you are by the flesh,
your dignified soul will fly...
People will think of you this way-
Martyr.
But you are not a slave of your mold.
The real you is all out and untouchable.
Know that as you wither,
you grow... freed of soul-cage...
So conquer .
Live up.


Gimp Trip

My first real photo manipulation using GIMP in Ubuntu Linux -(Fiesty Fawn)


Loser

Still gimp

I feel empty without the pain of love I knew;
I don't feel good enough with the better thing that's new
..Is it?
I would rather not weep but feel,
than shed a few shallow tears and not be tormented;
I ache to be whole,
not to be partly at ease.


Struck, Tripped and Fallen on Sullen Ground

Still gimp Giving Up
Giving up - is nothing
but a statement man would use to confuse his soul.
You only succeed in giving up...
When you have finally ceased to care,
to love,
...even one bit,
and you will not!
So far beyond your doom - most undesireable,
Understand why tears actually shine,
...and touch you whole,
even in the dark..
They are not telling the world of your pain...
but of the light that transcends from your heart..


Exchanging Creativity

I don't know what version of photoshop she used.

My friend Melody and I exchanged artworks. Here's what I got from her:


I wanna be a Plant

The Petrified Void

Haha the ancient adobe photoshop 7.0

Maybe because she's all dead..
grieving melancholy bitter...
Still tears, entrapped as they shatter...

Maybe because she's all gone,
after some obsolete appearance..
madness in existence..
an ancient horror for remembrance..
All throughout a petrified void..
Still lost but stolen - a forlorn
though she drowns in a crowd as a good earthly meal -
a societal spice not one of many....
But the rare imposibility, is she?

Is there even a word you can modify to closely fit her?

Maybe because she's dead not vitally....
yet she suffers indescribably....


Sharp Un Witty

still gimp!

Just playin' around...


A Tale of Two Split Schizoids

the ancient 7.0

I guess that means....
8 or more!


Female Hisoka

One of my oldest... you know what software I used.
This Inevitability!

What is this raging torment that engulfs within to wither...
What is this inevitability!
Mus I always suffer?
Ever so depriving eventhough there's nothing more of me
To steal!
To covet!
How long this mourning?!
Must I ache forever,
Must I cry out these massive bursts of negativity
And search for tears to define pain - human!?
No, this pain is beyond human..
It unstalks death and prolongs
THE SACRIFICE CALLED 'LIFE'
Must I shatter more and more though I am nothing whole?!
Let it end!!!
Free my lungs, shut my eyes
And freeze them against the burning needles of inverted tears!
Clean my heart, untouch my soul...
Pity me, oh torment, Leave me be...


Wrath of the Damned

This was a really good photo to begin with. The editing was more on contrast alone with the ancient ap7.0

Nothing. Just looking like Aaliyah, and complicating her death and life in me.


Yehey! I'm a konoha Ninja

MS PAINT! Kidding! Photoshop 7.0 obviously. Technique here is just to merge various filters so that the digital prints and the actual photo become one.

Yes, I'm an avid Naruto fan!


Versions

1-AdobePhotoshop CS2; 2&3-Gimp

My exchange pieces with Mark.
See 'Uhaw pa sa Camel' in my links.


The Original Art Work before the one will dull scribbled red hair

True Joys

Excerpts from a Conversation:
I want relaxing joys...
Joys that aren't achieved over tremendous pressure.
I want those that come in pearce,
in kindness freely given,
in love....
I want joy that does not demand a price or sacrifice...
I want that plain emotion from time to time....


My exchange piece with Lhoody.

GIMP

She did better with that chicmag style above

I'm tired of publishing this! To be continued!...or not!


Test GIF rendering :D

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PSP Wallpapers

Here’s my first set of PSP Wallpapers. You can download these images freely of course.

Whatever You Make of Gold

Which Way To The Horizon

Pyramids and Treasures

Odd Blooms

Honey Suck

Green

Find The Dirt On Your Dad’s Shirt

Abstract

Clouds and Angel Feathers

Clash