istillwait

I'm back in business, with brand new shit!

istillwait — Mon, 15 Sep 2008 18:06:36 GMT

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Using PS7. Not translatable.

I sharpened the base, I felt like it didn't need a screen layer.

S T E P 1- fill layer on difference 100%: 160D00.
S T E P 2- channel mixer layer: REDS, +100, -20, 0
S T E P 3- selective color layer: REDS, -100, +100, +100, +100. YELLOWS, +100, -30, -30, -50. BLACKS, 0, 0, 0, +5.

And viola.

TIP: I've discovered that using a tutorial like this would be best w/ photos that have a lot of reds/browns with quite a saturation. Otherwise it'll come out like crap, like so:

The above image was totally not the affect I was looking for. You've just got to be smart with it. There weren't many reds in this photo, so the whole point with the selective coloring would be useless.

Dream Entry 0-1.

istillwait — Fri, 22 Aug 2008 16:06:18 GMT

CHAPTER ONE:
Each day, I would visit this little shack. Like, I didn't know where I was, where I lived...all I remember is me going into this shack, and greeting the same people in there, a bartender, a man who sang various covers of this one song I can't remember, and the one occasional visitor. The man who played the covers, had a different shaped table in front of him, every day that I went. I remember a circle, an upside down heart, and a regular heart. So on the fourth day of visiting that shack, the bartender was saying bye to me, she was like holding my hands and nodding, smiling. I smiled back at her and I said 'You're beautiful. Don't let anyone tell you otherwise. I want you to know that you look beautiful.' And she cried a little, and said bye. I walked out, and when I stood off the platform I looked up, and I was literally surrounded by hills, and hills of just green grass. The sky was gorgeously vibrant blue, and the hills seemed to never end. I started to walk down the hills and I looked around, and in the distance; ahead of me were forests of tall trees, and on my left was the ocean, way far into the distance. I was lost, I didn't know where to go from there...it's like, I needed help and I couldn't find anyone to ask for it. Then I remember walking further down one of the hills, and running into animals, a cow, and three camels: one black, one tan, and one dark brown. They were all making sounds, as if letting someone know I was there; and I kind of started to run, and I saw like these black shadows in the forests; and I remember feeling afraid, because I was still trying to look for someone, anyone to help me...and there was no one around.

This is art.

istillwait — Fri, 22 Aug 2008 02:05:17 GMT