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Posts Tagged ‘Shiloh Jenz’
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“You need a ‘jump to conclusions’ map, so you’ll know exactly where to land.”
www.panorama-photo.net/panorama.php?pid=2734
http://www.flickr.com/photos/wormintruder/5979153703 ( Alternate View )
And just when everyone thought it couldn’t get any worse…it does.
::shakes head:: Oy vey~
http://www.flickr.com/photos/wormintruder/5350734711/sizes/o – (larger view)
“From the very moment of inception, the concept of money relentlessly choked us by our leashes…never contrary.”
http://www.flickr.com/photos/wormintruder/5324389130 (larger view)
ps: I’ve been posting some random photography on my flickr page as of recent — check it out, if you’re interested in seeing what happens when a worm gets behind the camera :D
http://www.flickr.com/photos/wormintruder
I recently finished up some art designs for my friend Dusty Wright ( Culture Catch Ambassador / Laudable Musician ) who released an Xmas cover single for the 2010 holiday season.
This is not the version he ended up using — however, I felt a strong desire to post it here on my site because I happen to love the direction it took — and, it is also closest to the nsfw Wormintruder style as can get for this project.
Make sure to check out the version he used for the cover art too, ( flickr link below ) — the simplicity, which focuses more on him as the center art piece, is exactly as should be.
On a personal artists note: I love knowing that without the initial photo he provided for me to work with, this piece would not have transpired as it did – His hand extending the ornament to viewer really seals all the directional aspects which in turn inspired both pieces artistically. Major Baus.
If you want some happy holiday music to cheer up your eardrums, click on over to Dustys’ website where download links are provided~
http://culturecatch.com/dusty/christmas-coming-down-mp3
http://www.flickr.com/photos/wormintruder/5286891699 ( Cover Art Version )
When I stared into her eyes, it became apparent we both knew what was coming next. And so we just stood there, staring out into that distance beyond ourselves — awaiting the arrival of clouds~
http://www.flickr.com/photos/wormintruder/5236819861 (larger view)
RK Sloane and Jez Velasquez
Sean Ross (dsr) – ‘The Ghost’ – Music
Mantra: Let’s get it on…
http://www.flickr.com/photos/wormintruder/5024117179/sizes/l/ (Larger View)
This is a video I worked on at the beginning of last summer for singer/songwriter/ culture ambassador Dusty Wright, (http://culturecatch.com)
The footage of Dusty was shot by Wesley Wingo (http://gravitysleeps.com) on a Canon 7D, and the song was co-produced by David Ogilvy at Western Studios in London. All additional footage is just a mashup of archival footage I snagged off the internet.
If you have a spare chance, check out Dusty’s vidcasts too (http://culturecatch.com/vidcast) There you will find quite an impressive collective of interesting people he has interviewed throughout the years.
With regard to this video collaboration, he basically just gave me the freedom to do whatever came to mind. Hence, armed with Final Cut Pro and After Effects…this is how it went down on my end of the spectrum :)
Enjoy~
The Courtship Of A Necessary Evil: Embracing the Pixel
on September 19, 2010 at 9:41 pmPosted In: circles
Back after a long hiatus.
To say much has happened during my absence would be quite an understatement. Putting false drama aside, let me just say that there is nothing quite like the near death of a family member to aid in shelving any previous issues once initially thought of as ‘important’.
Making art fell completely off my ‘to do’ list until just recently.
This past summer my Mom became seriously ill, and almost died. Every day proceeding her hospitalization, has been spent nursing her back to a sustainable health level. This has not been an easy task.
Here we are many months later, and she is still not completely well — she has also come out of this episode partially blind. But, at least she is still alive, and everything else around us seems to be slowly getting better. That she can still laugh at all gives us both comfort.
If you have followed my journal throughout these past years, then you already understand that this road I am traveling with my Mom has been wrecked with personal tragedy, as she has been ill for quite some time — but, it has also not helped to have lost my Father and Brother in such a short time frame either. In fact, it has weakened our family structure immensely to have this happen in our lives.
And then this recent situation occurred…
I am not unlike most with a clear perspective on what is important. My Mom remains one of the dearest human beings in my life. And, she is also one of the few whom I love with all of my heart. So, keeping her well for as long as possible is top priority.
My days / afternoons / evenings are now completely filled with scheduled meal planning, medication dispensing, keeping her company throughout the sadness and physical pain. Some days are better than others, with us taking each moment as it arrives. Making art happens between the hourly clock alarms.
So, anyway…thanks for hanging in there with me, dear reader. Bet you thought I was gone, right? Not a chance! The wormhole lives onnnn :) hehehe!
Okay, one last thing and I’m off…check out the Blood Into Wine flick if you haven’t already — GREAT documentary.
Be back soon~
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http://www.flickr.com/photos/wormintruder/5007326430 (larger view sizes)
Some say she was unequivocally bitten by the darkened headlights of insexXx.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/wormintruder/4472647258/sizes/o/
Echo Once His… from Shiloh Jenz on Vimeo.
“The hardest part was peeling away these layers of fear…”
Music: Prospero’s Ritual – Jez Velasquez & Lathan Jeremy ( http://www.aterriblemind.com )
Animation Sequences: WormWood Productions – Wormintruder & Philip Wood ( http://www.sign69.com )
And so I decided to return to the Land of the Lotus Tweeters, Facebook Likers, StumbleUpon’ers, FriendFeeders, Tumblr Lovers, ETC’ers; Come to find…nothing much has changed. Everyone is still happily gorging on meticulous postings aimed @Luring and securing buyer / seller relationships. Sincerity is flushed down the toilet, along with every other false premise that these web experiences we share are anything other than modern day television ads selling us a bit of salvation.
What this means is: There is NO place you can travel on the information highway, without your maneuvers being monitored. Web transparency as it were, is the only clear path through these tiers and mazes. Every choice you make, every link you click is a potential sale. Social networks are geared around augmented reality being the logical choice, and fully exploiting the core values of your every move. That is, unless you prove yourself unworthy of being followed. In this case, you’ll be free to move unnoticed. Onward.
“If you buy into nothing, you are worth nothing in return. If you do not play along, then you are considered socially inept. Bullshit doesn’t sell itself, and time runs on currency. You owe big time – So on, and so forth.”
Ultimately…
It is an issue of how valuable you are as potential customers to these marketing purveyors and their unending queries. The more impeccable your online tastes and preferences; the more you will be sought after as specimen prototype by which these very social structures are built upon. Hence, prepare to be hunted if you are exceptionally professional about sniffing out the good shit online. Expect for someone to come knocking on your back door for the key to enter. Expect the media cults to know your ip. Expect them to follow all of your updates.
“Spend. Spend. Spend. Spend more!”
Tracking digital trails has become a way of life for these social media guru types to plan their startup ventures – So, if you are living predominantly online, and are somewhat interesting, or impulsive in your spending / viewing habits, then you will not be capable of hiding from those who seek to exploit the fuck out of everything you ‘like’ for monetary value. Therefore, “NO” still remains the most powerful weapon in existence. See how this works?
Unfortunately this can also be very bad for the economy to completely resist every hard sell to arrive. So what is a person to do? Don’t fucking ask me! I still buy shit too! Though, perhaps it is a call to be more conscious of our buying habits? Don’t buy everything we want? Buy only what we need? Sounds reasonable, right? Lessgo…
“Virtual prey. Herders of cash. Exploiters of industry. Cliff dwellers teetering the brinks of bankruptcy. Simulated audiences addicted to the consumption of self. Victims generated by memetic pursuits and those seeking to rule the web. Simply and effectively phrased: Everyone is searching for a route to riches, via the www. In the end, everything revolves around money – And, if your wallet is empty? You do not count. Oops! But, that is another story altogether…”
FIN~
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DISCLAIMER: As was exhibited in the diatribe above…storytelling can also serve as a viable source for learning :) But remember, I only write these fictional accounts of censure as traveling companions to my collage art. So, take the words for their personal worth, and stay safe out there, folks!
“I opened the door, and there he stood in a puddle of rainwater. He said terrible things were holding him down. Said he felt like he was carrying an invisible bomb as big as the world on his back.”
“Fingertips haunted by the ardent desire to touch face. Fallen hair spiraling the contours of mere suggestion leading to embrace.”
http://www.flickr.com/photos/wormintruder/4298352081
I dreamt that I told you everything.
Therefore, I suppose it should be considered a gift of love for having not?
Probably.
http://www.wormintruder.com/IIIWhenIArriveIII.html
To safely get through alive and with health intact. Onward we travel towards the objective~
Happy New Year, Everyone! :)
So this year went by really fast.
Lots of changes. Lots of things staying the same too. I personally am not going to express a bah humbug’ish attitude about any of the things that didn’t happen though – Because, I am mostly glad to have lived through another year safely and sound! Hellls Fuckkkin Xmass Belllls Yeaaah!!! I want more, more, more!!! hehehe :)
Into 2010 we go…
Love life. Love nature. Love family. Love humanity.
Strive for world peace~
http://www.flickr.com/photos/wormintruder/4198987455 ( alternate greeting – I )
http://www.flickr.com/photos/wormintruder/4198987285 ( alternate greeting – II )
True: I allow for my art to speak its own truth.
False: I do not know when to finish the process.
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Onward with the hat fashions ;)
She shows up wearing only a raincoat, and holding a vid in her hand…
We spoke earlier on the phone and agreed that our visit would be quick. I ask if she can help rid me of these unkind nightmares, to which she agrees we try. A common ritual as if to pretend either one cares beyond these next couple of hours…
Our history is vague but enduring. To say that she is an extremely strange girl doesn’t really describe her shortcomings, nor my attraction for her. Although, in brief, she remains physically detached from most people; preferring instead to observe from safe distances. I strongly identify with this.
I’m not looking to save her. I don’t imagine anyone can. She knows too much about living inside of herself, and what can never be repaired from wrongful experiences. She is downright scary when she opens her mouth to speak of this pain too. Her best position is in being fucked, because it seems to erase the hindrance. At least temporarily…
I give her lots of gifts. Expensive trinkets. Shit she doesn’t care about. I don’t sign any of the attached cards. My messages are always crude in nature. But, I like to think these shallow remarks make her laugh…
“Come over, I need a body to crush..”
“I don’t love you, but I’ll fuck you.”
“You are nothing but a stropping wet cunt to me.”
“I want to fill you up with my sticky hatred.”
“If you were anyone else, I might consider supporting you.”
She has this penchant for keeping me satiated despite being so very weird. I allow her to show up unannounced – Something I won’t allow with anyone else. There isn’t a need to analyze why. The point is that she allows me to impress ‘whatever is most unbelievable’ onto her. Who wouldn’t remain open to this consideration?
Returning back into the night where she showed up wearing only the raincoat …
“Venus fly trap opens wide, and thus begins the outpouring of injured butterflies.”
-=vlip=- Movie starts, nothing is broken. Said footage is of her wriggling about on the screen. Looks like an old silent film which is kind of cool. But, the quality is fucking terrible! Tinted blood red, draped across some bed with her tits spilling out. Arm lifts up, head tilts back. The End. Begin again. Simple loop…kind of stupid.
I ask her what she expects me to do with it, and she turns around. Oh fuck, there it is. The instant bone killer. Standing with a river of tears streaming down her face, I start thinking of ways to switch off. But, then she removes the raincoat as though some dissonant alarm has gone off within. We return to the reason ‘why’ she came over. This instant arrives where all is understood…
Slow motions of a woman lost inside pose. A time far removed from where we now stand. My guard lowers, and I’m following the weakness head first – Running, not walking to the golden speckle fuck inducer. I want her breathing heavy underneath me, if only to help her forget.
I want all of it…except for those tears.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/wormintruder/4169834328 (The Red Video)
http://www.flickr.com/photos/wormintruder/4169092987
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*Feeling like I should reiterate the objective of this journal for those new to the site!
Here goes:
As terrible as my writing can be…I still like to consider myself somewhat of a storyteller. What this specifically means is that some of my journal entries will be works of fiction, with actual events used sparingly! Not every journal entry is true…not every journal entry is a complete lie either! It all varies as per presentation. My recycling techniques are also legendary around these parts. In this instance, it is the video. Why? Because it fits the tale! Best advice is to refrain from taking it all so ‘literally’.
Feel something! Feel anything! Take care till next time~