My latest (February) 2023 art release(s) - 🏝️ Tropical effect! (Updating)

 

What a great effect, right? It’s a 2-part composite image, essentially, with an Adobe Photoshop Kaleidoscope effect (I think), with a white background ink brush illustration with glitch effect, as a separate top layer, with luminosity layer effect applied, in Adobe Illustrator, and then I played around with the opacity, a bit, and maybe some work with Vectorization of the top layer, to achieve layer and vector-bits independence, from the underlying kaleidoscope (or Collider, maybe) background layer. 

It’s got the same glitchy effect that we all know and love, from recent years’ popularization, on mobile devices, and in marketing imagery, as well as pop culture uses of the glitch effect, such as in effect-sy music videos. 

Here’s Adobe’s informational and instructional page on the various ways to make the Glitch effect happen. 

I call it “Tropical,” I guess, if I had to name it, and it’s got all the features of glitch (color aberration version) about it, with the color palette blown out, in full glory, and some organic variety, given the collider / kaleidoscope background. Here’s the background image I used, in case you don’t have access to Adobe Photoshop on a Desktop or Laptop computer, and you want to recreate this effect. You will need (I think) Adobe Illustrator, in some form - I made this happen on an iPad Pro (2022 model). 

 

 

The life of baby striped-wing pigeon: photo blog.

 This baby pigeon is developing a notable curious personality around his human caretakers. See some of the developments of him and the flock, after they settle in, for a bit, after a meal, when they mingle about and show off their virtues, as birds, in preening themselves. It is both social hour and development time, in the nurturing environment setting, and with how intelligent birds can be, attaining a publicly-accessible wild-to-domesticated flock characteristic seems to be within reach, given some dedication over the coming years. 

Just today, I rescued this baby pigeon from having string tied around his feet. He was trusting enough to allow me to nab him and hold him close to me, as I carefully removed the string around his feet. Fortunately, the string wasn’t that tight. It symbolizes a significant milestone in the flock’s collective tameness and trust, which is, essentially, a call for mercy and grace for the pigeons, outside of the times in which I am present and feeding them. Desiring to own the birds, as they become more near to what would considerably be a pet, is an obvious lure, for some, in having little experience in handling birds, yet it takes efforts of some and various sorts, in public relations, I would imagine, in establishing appropriate boundaries and rational considerations for what’s best for ourselves, as well as the birds of DTLA; here, the location is Pershing Square, where I’m giving a relatively large and common flock of birds food, water, and socialization care, several times a week, or every day that I can do this task. 

The older birds will never attain domesticity amongst humans. This is the important thing to keep in mind. The foundling period, post-nestling phase, of the ecology of the flocks and breeding pairs of birds, is a most vulnerable time in the pro-sociable health and development of the flocks of pigeons. In this stage, in a pigeon’s life, the babies come out to eat and explore, with feeding the birds, and watering them, being the traditional and formal greeting of the flock for humans. In this small locality (Pershing Square), an afternoon feeding is common, and on occasions where I had stuck around, for a while, a venturesome squirrel appears, and he enjoys a slice of bread, as well. 

Curious baby pigeon stands out, amongst the crowd.

Update: 

For those of you who don’t follow along on my Twitter so much, I’ll update you on my latest developments of the day. I started working on the curious baby pigeon stands out amongst the crowd vectorized, posterized, film noir stylized ink brush illustration [and subsequent print out, for display], and it’s looking fabulous, after about 6 1/2 hours work put in to it. 

 

The Pigeons and Friends Glitch Art Illustrations Series Digital Art Collection

 

More of the ostensible fashionable pigeons of lé lyçée Françoise.

Le jeunesse - le Bebe petít un

A classic moment of pigeons' socialization habits - the aggressor warns the young one, given the nurturing environment; or perhaps it is a fight over food. The  ravishment of pigeons in being scared of people will take years of presence as a .instiute founding Director to correct in society.

Lé pigeonne avec le sass pour le jeunesse

Old Ironsides broken-legged pigeon.

Le pigeonne-íl c'est ont téntatíf

Grazing pigeons.

Pretty pigeon, fluffy feathers.

Le sass pour le jeunesse.

Lé bébe, uné fruítbat.

Petites pattes! Skeet skeet! - the flattened rat.

Orric (old oak tree), the pig 

From my materials research findings: pigeonite. (from Wikipedia).

This notion reminds me of my "ceiling pigeons" motif, of when I left the door open, and left to camp out, for court, at my old Section 8 apartment off of Broadway (the original iPigeon.institute slight home exhibition).

The ceiling in my bathroom had caved in and crumbled, due to significant dampness that had built up, undoubtedly from some transient who had occupied my place for a good time, in the bathroom. I could see the rafters, and there were pigeon-ish crumbles and pigeon icon "bamms" of the drywall pieces, and I spotted some nuclear echo pigeon interlopers, up there, in the ceiling, peeking down at me. I caught it on video, as well, but this is the line art ink brush version.

The decay of literary and illustrative artifacts of on on släbed’en jaunted AF of most of of on of Hibachi AF of on släde.

These artifact, from my earlier blogging years on Tumblr, are from Spring 2017, I believe. They’d been living in my backpack, mostly, since that time, or on the wall, or within a stack of papers. The decay and damage from handling highlights the need for astute development in digitizing significant works of dharmic dictaphone transcription when artistic merit has been ignited, within a user base of a common kitsch.

Oftentimes, the original impetus behind a work is wrought, time and again, in efforts to recapture the inspiration that spun an original work, of a timely and well-attuned gesture, or motive, as it’s known in music theory. In ink brush illustration, as well as in au jour dictaphone renderings of speaking in tongues, or highly-insightful and effectively delivered speech of intelligentsia nature, the stakes at hand are such the same, as they are incidentally (at times) made beautifully (and rarely so) as singular works of spiritually enlightened works. 

I happen to not be significantly creatively and technically skilled, of an offhand consideration, well enough to render, by hand and by memory, much of any of a classical sort of work,  that would be considered, as such; much, lately. I don’t practice either. Not often, that is, although I do spend a lot of time poring over aesthetically valuable works and various other sorts of offerings of technical, impact marketing, symbolic, or artistic efforts in my studies for the sake of furthering my endeavors of app and enterprise development, and to create gestural finery when I might be able to (very commonly due to stimulation). [I am constantly reminded, by means of my lifestyle, of my relative and humble position in communing and portraying these works]. On some level, there’s stages of threshold glass ceiling in what I could aught be able to achieve, for any foreseeable given span of time. 

Hmm. I’ve been working, now, about 5-6 straight shifts, but I’ve made sure to [this morning] take my medications, turn off the hot pot {heater ad hoc}, and attend to all reasonable demands and | or expectations I’d be best suited for, in that the suggestions had been laid in at me like that, for various reasons. At some point, - . . . is always happening, during this course of work scheduling. It’s been an effective mode of productivity. Blog hits are at a sustainably moderate level of ‘more than before,’ and things ‘seem’ sustainable, as long as I remember to keep a well-composed trail of things that reliably portray ‘fluff,’ valuated content, or finery, depending on one’s disposition distinctiveness of perspective, on the portrayal of things. So, some things are simply works of upkeep, such as maintaining my ionic periphery catalysm salts and digitizing works of analogue creation, or re-analogizing digital re-creations of originally digital works by the various means offered, through handmade means. In the digital world, everything is a step-by-step process. 

I suppose that’s enough. Here are the artifacts; this is what they look like, and are left as, after the artistic and development process has laid in through them, of my enterprise.

On the other hand, looking forward, very quick, here - I have two works of inspirational ad hoc discovery: what appears, to me, to be a near-3D rendering of my existing round logo [something more to follow up on;  potentially after rest, in a day, or so: and the baby hummingbird in hand, which I handed over to a parentally [directly a parent of a child, already] responsible individual, whereas I was heavy-laden with physical burdens. Hopefully the bird survived the trauma of leaving the nest just fine, in the end, but it is a beautiful thing of folkloric epiphany and inspiration - the bird in the hand, as it makes it way in to line art form.

Trying to figure out which one is better?

From Pinterest - Cartoon Process

A set of higher-definition photos to illustrate the creative workflow behind my organic and digital cartoon design processes, from 2017.

... and Now - a fading-back in to the sky [perspective], of a macro formative sort. A photoblog.

I discovered this curiosity of constellation via my visited locations on Google Maps, just today. I found it to be highly reminiscent of my top hat pigeon "about town." I'm offering some slight markup to prove the point.

Here, from a distance, I can plainly see the formative bust of a pigeon wearing a top hat.

With some messy mouse-in-hand markup, I've made out the shape of the constellation I see.

My original psychological imprint of the phenomenon.

What do you think? Did I do this to myself? or are smarter forces than I doing it to me?