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The machine neither failed nor succeeded; what’s at play is a collective lack of conciseness.

No I have not, this is their own work.

Thanks, I aggree, now guitar has even more self identity.

I made this one about six months ago. It was just a raw body and neck. I glued them together, then introduced water to the body to raise the wood grain, and fine-sanded it in preparation. I filled the maple grain with thinned black acrylic using a piece of cloth, then sanded the whole thing again. This levels the wood, and you lose the black color on the high spots. That unevenness is the nature of flamed maple. I repeated this three times to make sure the black color settled into all the low spots. After the last sanding, I did the same process with red. This time I repeated it five times, since red was my target color. After that, I used three cans of water-based gloss varnish, which gave me about twelve coats. After each coat, I sanded the surface flat. The finish only shines and reflects if the surface is perfectly level. Once that was done, I took the guitar to my local car detailer. I know the owner, so I talked to the detail guy. He told me, “You might not be able to hold the buffing machine and could burn the guitar.” I said, “Fine, you do what you know, and start from the back side.” He buffed the back for a good two minutes. While he worked, I was calculating the strength of the varnish. Then I told him that was enough — we didn’t need that much detail since the back was open-pore. He said, “You could have told me that.” I replied, “If something bad happened, it was on the back of the guitar, and that wouldn’t be a big deal.” He buffed the front too. The varnish was thick, dry, and durable, so everything went fine except for one small issue: I didn’t know that wood could shrink when you use water to pop the grain. It turns out alcohol is the better choice if you want a pristine final product. This was my most technical painting assignment. Now, six months later, the guitar already has dings and scratches all over it. It turns out a perfect finish is overkill if you’re going to play the thing all night long. Besides, I never really reached a perfect finish anyway, that is real hard and most of the times more expensive than a price of that retail guitar.

I love apples that still have their leaves and little speckles on the skin. Golden delicious?

I have white'ish skin, light hair color and green eyes. So It's hard for me to make contrast with colors like baby blue etc... This is not imposible, but I don't see myself buying extra stuff for getting that light blue to work. Darker colors just works easier on me, for example, I don't even have something orange, it just works better and easy on dark skin. So I just stay away from light blue tones. There is no point for me, this is a personal thing, but I can wear something navy blue all day long. Here I tried to add navy blue belt for more contrast between lighter shades. There is a fine color transition so I think it can stand alone as it is, and I feel comfortable if I look a bit off, which is the most importing thing I suppose.

@Flowerfaeiry I'm grateful you shared your story. The mind often reveals its drama not merely as memory, but as a symbol-laden narrative that crafted to teach. And if we attend to it closely, we find that this drama unfolds within the very structure of our own symbolic relationships, shaped by meaning, not chance.

This year, I haven't used any specific subjects in my paintings; they are all projections, suggestions, or happy accidents from my mind - if those are the right terms. I like the elegance of Dutch painters, the perspective of Cézanne, the bold and striking strokes of Richard Schmid, and alla prima is the way to go for me. Perhaps they don't quite marry up to the path, but I am trying. You are a great critic! Forum is lucky to have your trained eye and personality.

I have mixed feelings for this one. Thanks Natasha, each time I am trying to see what is going on with colors.

I have been painting for 3 years, first one is from two years ago, second one is 3 years ago.

New acrylic painting

I appreciate it.

I am back to painting after awhile. Acrylic on hardboard, took 2 hours.

In postmodern society, marriage functions as a mechanism to domesticate the man, rendering him more predictable by instilling fear, guilt, and shame. Marriage is mostly a power structure thing. This is my traditional take, then there is personal take which is different for everyone. Then you are also asking about chatolic view of sexuality which is different from the view of marriage. The Church is indeed aware of what we might call unusual situations, but taking action on these matters requires something quite radical, which many are not yet comfortable with. The video is 11 years old, my guess is; considering the new Pope, there's a strong chance that progress has been reversed by 2025.

If the catastrophic events that caused the extinction of the dinosaurs hadn’t happened, mammals, birds, and flowering plants might not have had the chance to evolve and grow in the way they did, shaping the world we live in today. Every major stress or disruption in nature, even if it seems harmful, will create new information for new life and increase the planet’s biodiversity and beauty. That's the feature and it's open sourced. That being said, I don’t think nature favors catastrophic outcomes every time. We might have our own little catastrophe circles too, just like it happens in nature.

Not bad at all, that’s exactly the kind of mindset needed for the path. Here’s another secret: he’s not a former CIA employee.

You are right, it's this particular sausage and the bread too. Because you can't enjoy a good sausage without some crisp bread.

Old man throwing epistemology, going ham.

You are right about pleasure and fun, but the thing is, you don't have to pursue them either. Sex will find you. When it does, depending on the circumstances, it may lead to a higher version of yourself. But perhaps that requires a person who is not pursuing fun and pleasure.

Sex could be the key to the upcoming work of consciousness.

It hardly means anything; you feel like a charming animal, or one that's bleeding. No home, no more intellectual games, forget your favorite clothes. In a way, you barely exist that is right. Mystery.

Well, in my experience, with enough self-dissolution comes a new beginning for sexual desire, but acting on it isn't always easy.

He's not too nice, this is not how it works.