“Betty” ~ Abstract of midway Texas fair ride in Austin, Texas.
“For this show I wanted to play around a bit and experiment with abstracts. I was curious whether or not the nature of composed abstract photographic images consisting of mostly color and texture… would still hold up when sliced and dissected into individual pieces.
I found that they did in fact hold up quite well! And in some cases, portions were even stronger than the whole.
I then took the pieces and slowly dissolved them into one another to see if they held up still as a slowly moving piece set to music.”
~ © 2009 Skip Hunt :: Austin, Texas
“National Treasure” ~ New Orleans, Louisiana
At times I have to try and shut off the fact that there is so much art occurring randomly nearly everywhere I look. It gets a bit distracting and more difficult to pay any attention to all of those humans making noise for no other reason than to… well, make noise.
I think I’ll just tune them out again and keep on looking at all of the chaotic art forming naturally all around us.
This one was taken in a seedy alley on the Mexican side of the border in Nuevo Laredo. It’s a portion of wall where vatos were testing different colors of paint before apply it to their cars. By now, this spot has already been painted over and a completely new piece in it’s place. Glad I saved this one. :-)
“Mystic Derby” ~ Nuevo Laredo, Mexico © 2009 Skip Hunt
From my Skip Hunt Vagabond travel blog.
Also, included in my new Calendar “Skip Hunt Vagabond :: Mexico 2009 :: Volume Five”
“For this show I wanted to play around a bit and experiment with abstracts. I was curious whether or not the nature of composed abstract photographic images consisting of mostly color and texture… would still hold up when sliced and dissected into individual pieces.
I found that they did in fact hold up quite well! And in some cases, portions were even stronger than the whole.
The display was something I wanted to play around will as well, so I decided to slice up large abstracts into smaller pieces on a grid. I printed them and bagged each in a “specimen” acetate bag, and then used long pins similar to what you might use to do a dissection or display insects to put the entire piece back together like an assortment of butterflies making up a larger butterfly.”
~ Skip Hunt
ATTN: The display will be up for the entire month of October, so stop by and let me know what you think about it. There will not be any reception. This is just an announcement to invite folks to stop by and take a look at the work. :-)
Disfruta!
Skip Hunt :: Austin, Texas
“Artifice” ~ Walking about Zacatecas, Mexico I was looking for something that didn’t look like the rest of the beautiful historical Spanish architecture… something hidden that showed what was underneath. I found this abstract and was intrigued.
Image made for my Skip Hunt Vagabond travel blog ~ © 2009 Skip Hunt
“Take This Brother” ~ Shot this just before crossing the border back into Texas from Mexico in Nuevo Laredo during my recently completed journey in Mexico on a motorcycle travelblog Skip Hunt Vagabond
© 2009 Skip Hunt
Deceived by heaven’s promise… I drifted up and away into the thin delicate seduction…
Slipping sweetly into nirvana… melting within her tender embrace… tasting the forbidden light.
One last dimension to pass… and then joyful oblivion.
Until she snared me in her dimensional web to remind my time was not yet complete.
“Heaven’s Gate” ~ Blue Texas sky through translucent fabric. © Skip Hunt ~ http://www.skiphuntphotography.com
Red had worked the edge sector for some time. He wondered if the slightest vibrations of passing vehicular monstrosities might in fact be the key, and he soon deduced that eventually he might just rattle himself free from the blackened industrial abys.
Ever so slightly he rattled himself unnoticed for years… Ever closer… Closer… Closer…
He could smell the sweet sunshine breezes wrangling themselves inbetween the twisted crevaces… See the tips of mythic verde life strands flowing freedom as once told by the Iron Elders…
Longing with all his rustic might and with every weld of his battered being…
One day… he would know the truth… One day… he would bust out of the dark corrugated hell in a steely fury and scrap his way into the divine free-range light.
“Free-Range” ~ Austin, Texas © Skip Hunt ~ http://www.skiphuntphotography.com
The concession stand is now closed… And with it, the thin veneer of playtime innocence. Long for the cotton candy days… spun from sticky blue skys and icecream bunny clouds.
Pandemonium’s boorish box has taken the last vestiges of deception and closed them up for good. Lock, stock, and two smoking anti-aircraft tank barrels…
Can we ever again return to those blissful days? Will we ever again laze under brushing willow, spinning breezy dreams that float along on warm summer air like tiny dandelion seeds to land in some mystic shaded bower?
I dream that the horrors will end one day… that the concession will again open… that the darkness today will only make that glorious return all the more sweet…
Or, have our hearts have been so brutally tattered and soiled that our only refuge will come with senility?
Try again next season… the concession is closed until further notice.
“Paradise Lost” ~ Concession stand in Florida © Skip Hunt ~ http://skiphunt.carbonmade.com
Even the air in Luang Prabang has an antique softness that whispers of ancient wisdom.
It’s more a certain knowing you feel as you find your mind both wondering, and wandering…
as it drifts beyond the now and into a complete mystical timeline…
to the place where Buddhas fly with grace on fine Persian carpets and slice through misty clouds of saffron scented sugarcane encrusted in brilliant gold leaf.
“Golden Palm” ~ Luang Prabang, Lao © Skip Hunt ~ http://skiphunt.carbonmad.com
