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In the last month or so I saw some really stunning photos with strong silhouettes in the foreground that tickled my imagination. “Imagine,” I thought to myself, “if suddenly among those silhouettes I saw the silhouette of something moving.”
A few weeks later I was sitting here in my computer tower and it was getting on towards dusk. I turned to the right, looked out my windows and there was a beautiful sunset with trees and bushes in silhouette. So, as fast as I could, I PhotoShop “painted” this picture in from life.
At the time I was listening to Saint Saens’ Dance Macabre.
According to ancient superstition, Death appears at midnight every year on Halloween. Death has the power to call forth the dead from their graves to dance for him while he plays his fiddle (represented by a solo violin). [Excerpted from AllExperts.com – Dance Macabre]
Perhaps it was a combination of my imagination, what I saw, and the beginning passages of the music that created what you see.
Happy Halloween – Boo!
A few weeks later I was sitting here in my computer tower and it was getting on towards dusk. I turned to the right, looked out my windows and there was a beautiful sunset with trees and bushes in silhouette. So, as fast as I could, I PhotoShop “painted” this picture in from life.
At the time I was listening to Saint Saens’ Dance Macabre.
According to ancient superstition, Death appears at midnight every year on Halloween. Death has the power to call forth the dead from their graves to dance for him while he plays his fiddle (represented by a solo violin). [Excerpted from AllExperts.com – Dance Macabre]
Perhaps it was a combination of my imagination, what I saw, and the beginning passages of the music that created what you see.
Happy Halloween – Boo!
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Thanks Leo. I wanted to evoke more of a mood with this pic rather than to show a particular subject. Sort of 'things that go bump in the night'.
As to the "Amityville Horror", yes, some movie directors understand that a scene can be made more potent when certain things are left to the audience's imagination. Shadows and the things in them -- or at least the things we imagine are in them -- can be pretty scary.
As to the "Amityville Horror", yes, some movie directors understand that a scene can be made more potent when certain things are left to the audience's imagination. Shadows and the things in them -- or at least the things we imagine are in them -- can be pretty scary.
Thank you, Indy.
Yes, Hollywood seems to have drifted away from quality and moved onto quantity -- more volume, more gore, more explosions, more ingenious ways of killing victims. That's not horror, it's merely blood-thristyness. Same as what we dismiss the Ancient Romans for sitting in the Colloseum to watch gladiators slash each other to death as "entertainment". Hitchcock's Psycho shower scene is a wonderful example of a director manipulating the imaginations of the audience rather than graphically showing them what is happening. What is made to happen in the imaginations of the audience happens inside the heads of audience and is scary in a personal way. What is shown up on the screen, the audience sees happening out there to someone else and there can be a detachment. Worse, what is scary is only scary in the director's head and the rest of us merely keep track of how many ways the campers are disposed in.
Yes, Hollywood seems to have drifted away from quality and moved onto quantity -- more volume, more gore, more explosions, more ingenious ways of killing victims. That's not horror, it's merely blood-thristyness. Same as what we dismiss the Ancient Romans for sitting in the Colloseum to watch gladiators slash each other to death as "entertainment". Hitchcock's Psycho shower scene is a wonderful example of a director manipulating the imaginations of the audience rather than graphically showing them what is happening. What is made to happen in the imaginations of the audience happens inside the heads of audience and is scary in a personal way. What is shown up on the screen, the audience sees happening out there to someone else and there can be a detachment. Worse, what is scary is only scary in the director's head and the rest of us merely keep track of how many ways the campers are disposed in.
*nods* Hitchcock was great at using implied violence or drama to further his plots and create psychological fear instead of relying too heavily on special effects or blood and gore. Frankly I still think his films could outscare most contemporary horror movies.
I wonder if a bloodless horror movie could be created, or if anyone would attend it.
I wonder if a bloodless horror movie could be created, or if anyone would attend it.
Good question. I doubt it since most cinema audiences today are "sophistocated" far beyond the level of those fifty years ago.
As a historical sidenote however, the "blood" seen flowing down the drain in Hitchcock's Psycho shower murder scene was actually deluted chocolate syrup. Every other "blood" that was tried failed to show up "thick" enough in on the black and white film. Apparently cinematic blood was not thicker than water.
As a historical sidenote however, the "blood" seen flowing down the drain in Hitchcock's Psycho shower murder scene was actually deluted chocolate syrup. Every other "blood" that was tried failed to show up "thick" enough in on the black and white film. Apparently cinematic blood was not thicker than water.
I think "desensitized" might be a better term. Then again, I may simply be cynical.
I know, I once took a film class and we studied Hitchcock films in it. I do think, though, that even in black and white it was still very effective at getting the actual horror across. We did not need to see the gashes in Marion's body in order for the blood to be effective at getting the point across.
I know, I once took a film class and we studied Hitchcock films in it. I do think, though, that even in black and white it was still very effective at getting the actual horror across. We did not need to see the gashes in Marion's body in order for the blood to be effective at getting the point across.
Something that Hitchcock once said, and oddly enough Andy Warhol followed, was that he 'did not so much direct his actors, but directed [the emotions] of his audience'. Perhaps it was because Hitchcock was English that he thought about the emotions of his audience rather than just relying on simple jump-out-of-the-closet-and-yell-boo tactics or gross-out "gags". Very few American movies are made without either yelling graphic impact "gags" (blood, pie in the face or bare bums).
As to being frightened by what we are shown, over imagining what is under the bed, not knowing what was in my kid-time closet that night was far more terrifying than the monster I had seen in the theatre earlier that afternoon. The evil imagined is far more scary than the evil seen.
As to being frightened by what we are shown, over imagining what is under the bed, not knowing what was in my kid-time closet that night was far more terrifying than the monster I had seen in the theatre earlier that afternoon. The evil imagined is far more scary than the evil seen.
You mentioned Rod Serling, and since it is close to Halloween and is autumn, here's something that I did while in the mood of both:
1st
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/853692/
2nd
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/853689/
3rd
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/853688/
4th and last
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/853684/
Enjoy
1st
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/853692/
2nd
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/853689/
3rd
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/853688/
4th and last
http://www.furaffinity.net/view/853684/
Enjoy
Heh, I never consciously thought about the surface similarity between what I drew and that Twilight Zone episode ("The Invaders" Episode 51 - January 27, 1961) till you pointed it out. The episode made me (and still makes me) uncomfortable – which may have been Serling’s intention.
One of recurring themes throughout my art is contrasts – something I learned from studying the films and graphic works of all people, Andy Warhol.
In my TwiNight Zone story the contrast is between huge and tiny. There is very little kindness shown between, say a human being and a tiny insect. Mothers instill the “ugh, it’s a spider, kill it!” reaction in their children at a very early age. After that, children take a perverse delight in torturing and killing small insects. Is it any wonder then as children grow older and larger that they find it easy to mete out death to increasingly larger “things”?
To paraphrase a wise little green guy, we should not judge others as bad or wrong just because they are different in size or shape from us. “Judge me by my size do you?”
Perhaps when we, as a species, understand that “different is not dangerous” we will receive the first words from across the vast distance of space. Words of greeting.
One of recurring themes throughout my art is contrasts – something I learned from studying the films and graphic works of all people, Andy Warhol.
In my TwiNight Zone story the contrast is between huge and tiny. There is very little kindness shown between, say a human being and a tiny insect. Mothers instill the “ugh, it’s a spider, kill it!” reaction in their children at a very early age. After that, children take a perverse delight in torturing and killing small insects. Is it any wonder then as children grow older and larger that they find it easy to mete out death to increasingly larger “things”?
To paraphrase a wise little green guy, we should not judge others as bad or wrong just because they are different in size or shape from us. “Judge me by my size do you?”
Perhaps when we, as a species, understand that “different is not dangerous” we will receive the first words from across the vast distance of space. Words of greeting.
I'm such a sucker for sunsets. I find myself running outside or down the street when one presents itself so tantalizingly. This is especially true when there's a great silhouette or backdrop to complete the picture. I often wonder if doing so makes me a bit odd; I keep waiting for the perfect one.
I am rather lucky in that two of my computer den windows face the west and consequently I get to see all the sunsets. I never find the pastels and vivid reds and oranges boring. Often times I will stop what I am doing just to watch them as they darken and finally fade to just a pale reddish-orange streak across the horizon.
Watching natural beauty is most certainly not odd to my way of thinking. Rather, not pausing to watch it is seem to be what makes one odd.
Watching natural beauty is most certainly not odd to my way of thinking. Rather, not pausing to watch it is seem to be what makes one odd.
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