Fish Aye
July 28, 2005
When I took out my new fisheye lens from its cage, you said, “Here, take a picture of a picture and feed it into your machine.” You looked so beautiful and distorted sitting naked on my floor, holding my picture, that I started to believe that beauty cannot exist without distortion.
That was just the beginning — now the fisheye lens consumes my body, my purple mornings, my medicine cabinet. I’m letting it distort my entire world and I’m loving it.
Posted by Tudor at 06:46 PM in Ideas & Images | TrackBack
beautiful.
Posted by: stacey on July 28, 2005 at 07:45 PMHmm!
That purplemorningshot is quite the terrifying colourlook!
hey, did you know that if you put horizons (or where your floor meets the wall) at the midpoint of your fisheye, it becomes a straight line? depends on what you’re looking to do with your photos tho…
Posted by: Visionary Indian Friend on July 29, 2005 at 01:20 PMthe horizontal line is pretty cool. but what’s even cooler is what happens when you stretch the sides, as I’ll show you shortly. and do you have a fisheye lens yet?
And trevor, if you’re even in waterloo we should get naked in my purple bathroom in the morning. it’s … umm … exciting!
Posted by: Tudor on July 29, 2005 at 04:59 PMI thought that purple was supposed to mean ‘sexual frustration’… at least, that was the silly conotation behind it in highschool(:
Posted by: spindriftdancer on July 29, 2005 at 08:08 PMevery colour means “sexual frustration” in highschool!
Posted by: Tudor on July 29, 2005 at 08:15 PMI love the smell of hard-on in the morning.
Smells like… dicktory.