I’m playing with a smart phone app, Prisma. Here are various treatments of the same photo that I manipulated earlier (using MS Paint) to wash the background with a “psychedelic” memory; subsequent to the MS Paint manipulation, I used Prisma to radically alter the new image.The treatments say different things to me, as I’ve tried to explain with the captions.
Face of stone.
There is a crack in everything.
Melting like butter.
Emerging from a deep pool.
I am chiseled steel.
Staring up from the bottom of the pool.
Awash in chalk and tempera.
A child of the corn.
Bold, brash, and bizarre.
When I was Jimi Hendrix.
A fine lead pencil portrays the breakable me.
Aging into pink lunacy.
If I were wet paper and your eyes were the sun.
The dark side of losing face.
Imagine a face without features; it’s easy if you try.
Just a fuzzy memory.
