Sumin Jeon by Kim Seok Jun
“In Nomine Deus” - Roberto Ferri
“My works are planes of temporal accumulation and push the image towards its dissolution. My attention is focused on the last moments of a work when a form of exhausted, at-the-limit beauty is impressed in it. I like taking the image to a breaking point, putting its form into danger.” - Nicola Samorì (x)
Dawn of the Endless Night - Wayne Barlowe
Quite often you might be going through your dashboard and see a photograph such as this one, and pay no heed or mind to the concept the artist is trying to portray. It took me a few ups and downs to acquire the thought and energy to reblog this.
At first I just pegged it as a medium for a post apocalyptic world. The barren landscape, the harshness of the colors and the gradual darkening of the sky gives us a preamble for a nuclear fallout. Looking closely to the details of the serpentine humanoid, the appendages and details are incredibly reptilian in origin. But, the softness of the hands dexterous pose, the bipedal nature of its legs and the strength and curvature of its back gives in to the idea of a mutation. Something possibly resembling a human in origin.
Looking at the depth of the landscape and the arid terrain, one could have assumed this to be an alien world, different from our own. Although this idea is quickly dismissed. Upon inspecting the two rats at the bottom, one would assume most animals of mammalian origin would have possibly been the first to die out, (due to the sensitivity of our bodies and the lack of any plant-life whatsoever) if a nuclear disaster had truly consumed this world. This gives us light into the possibility that other organisms have survived and are possibly mostly scavengers, such as these.
Looking at the spear its design closely resembles an Arthropod, having six extrusions that resemble the legs of some sort of insect. Possibly giving us some light as to its origin. The use of tools is one of the most distinct characteristics humans have developed over the centuries, the fact that this creature is adept at using objects to better itself might indicate that this organism, at some point was in fact possibly human.
By observing the sensitivity in its pose it could possibly be emaciated, expiring or suffering from the seldom solitude such a world would provoke to any sentient creature…
Another way of viewing this photograph would be in a psychological point of view.
The sensitivity in the figures pose and the harshness of the red hues, gives use to the fleeting emotion of rage and sadness. The barren landscape and the solitude of this creature also denotes isolation as well as possibly depression. Ostracizing, remorse, grief all of these feelings flow into the center of this piece. The depicted savage nature of the this piece can also be viewed as the decline of sustainability, as a singular species awaits its eminent demise.. While another awaits its next meal..
“Yo no hablo de venganzas ni perdones, el olvido es la única venganza y el único perdón.”José Luis Borges
Even when you think, that your opinions are part of your individual “personality”, eventually you will realize that, this is not true… You are not your own person… Your personality, thoughts and opinions are not a construct of your partial existence. The only originality in your life is one that differs only by slight instances from those living in this same plain… Humanity is a collective entity, opinions, beliefs, hopes, dreams… All of these are based off of a momentous interval, that transcends generations and your particular life… In a prenatal state, we are molded by different genes. One half from each part… Nurturing resilience that eventually becomes one whole. We hear, we grow… and slowly we are shaped into the pragmatic “entities” that will be tasked with reciprocating those thoughts, dreams and desires… Humanity fights, argues, kills… because we are, “different”… But we’re not different, we’re just vessels carrying out our own way in life… We simply carry the thoughts of those that came before us… It’s only natural to disagree…
En los días de transcendencia…
La incertidumbre de mi amor es palpable, extraño la mirada con aprecio… Los labios de ternura por donde los dulces sonoros de aprecio me acariciaban.. Resplandeciendo en mi la sonrisa contagiosa que te hacia preguntar, ¿Qué fue?
¿Dónde estas corazón?
In the days of significance …
The uncertainty of my love is palpable, strange looks with appreciation … The lips of tenderness where the sweet sound of appreciation caressed me .. Shining in my contagious smile that made you ask, what was it?
Where are you, my love?
“Lacrimosa dies illa,
qua resurget ex favilla
judicandus homo reus.
Huic ergo parce, Deus,
pie Jesu Domine,
dona eis requiem. Amen.”
De maxime pulchra frusta compositum per Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. Significat in fortuna in transiens animae … Pulchra et haunting, mortem mundi …
One of the most beautiful pieces composed by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. Symbolizing the plight of the transient souls… Beautiful and haunting, the death of the world.