So it would appear that the year is through, bring on 2009 (or not.) So a final one for the year, a Sunny Heather. My dear dear Sunny, this one is abit different , because instead of being tender with it and treating it like a gem, i gave it a bit of roughening round the edges. So here it is.So it would appear that the year is through, bring on 2009 (or not.) So a final one for the year, a Sunny Heather. My dear dear Sunny, this one is abit different , because instead of being tender with it and treating it like a gem, i gave it a bit of roughening round the edges. So here it is.
Another Sunny Heather by me, Troy Shorter
Sunny Heather - Dirty Little Grunge Queen
Sunny Heather, the most gorgeous girl alive ... :P
Bent double, like old beggars under sacks,
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.
Gas! GAS! Quick, boys! -- An ecstasy of fumbling,
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime . . .
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under I green sea, I saw him drowning.
In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.
If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues, --
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old lie: Dulce et decorum est
May you know, the ground in which you gave your life is tarnished in your blood forever more, never to be touched, always to be mourned.
Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge,
Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs
And towards our distant rest began to trudge.
Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots
But limped on, blood-shod. All went lame; all blind;
Drunk with fatigue; deaf even to the hoots
Of tired, outstripped Five-Nines that dropped behind.
Gas! GAS! Quick, boys! -- An ecstasy of fumbling,
Fitting the clumsy helmets just in time;
But someone still was yelling out and stumbling
And flound'ring like a man in fire or lime . . .
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under I green sea, I saw him drowning.
In all my dreams, before my helpless sight,
He plunges at me, guttering, choking, drowning.
If in some smothering dreams you too could pace
Behind the wagon that we flung him in,
And watch the white eyes writhing in his face,
His hanging face, like a devil's sick of sin;
If you could hear, at every jolt, the blood
Come gargling from the froth-corrupted lungs,
Obscene as cancer, bitter as the cud
Of vile, incurable sores on innocent tongues, --
My friend, you would not tell with such high zest
To children ardent for some desperate glory,
The old lie: Dulce et decorum est
May you know, the ground in which you gave your life is tarnished in your blood forever more, never to be touched, always to be mourned.
Well Laura gave me a photo and obviously i as usual didn't have a clue what to do with it, it's the first one I've done for her and I'm not too happy but hey, anyways, comment, please :) i want constructive criticism or nice things :P And Laura, yes you have to comment. :P
Here it is, Beccar and Sunny, changed the hair colours, i got bit sloppy towards the end though.
This is a great photo with my lesson of you shouldn't rush anything and don't always hope for the best side of what you ask for. What's santa bringin to the bride this christmas? A broken heart.
This Picture was taken by Joanna Coles and edited by Troy Shorter.
Well, here i am back on a roll and obviously Sunny is now my focus, this one is entitled what it is because i thought of many things but they would all offend someone :P
Original picture taken By Sunny Heather(Pictured) and edited By Troy Shorter (Me)
See, i was quick, a fulfillment of my promise. As many of you may remember i did 'Sunny Heather, Eyes of Poseidon a couple of months ago, well here's my new take on it, i haven't got a name for it this time, so i just called it the promise, cos i promised to give you something new.
Well hello, everybody! How are we all today? One is now posh, as you may be able to tell. Anyways enough of that poop :) Well am writing to you all to apologise, cos i haven't posted for ages and i got desperate and started posting awful pics of my cats, which wasss bad! but to the point, I finally got Photoshop and all the other weird apps that come with it in the master collection and i have every intention of using them, so i'm gonna say: 'Give me a couple of weeks and i'll give you somethin AB FAB. So uhm, i don't know what to say, well thankyou all for taking the time to read this unbelievebly boring piece of snot :)
Mwah! x
Mwah! x
Bing Bing, i care for no one in this world like i care for you, your such a part of my life and nothing will ever change that. I will go where ever you will go (8), i mean it. I love you xx
I tried to find something to say what you mean cos you know i'm crap with words unless im in an argument: Bop & Bing = BMFL
The Gift Of Knowing You
There are gifts of many treasures
For both the young and old,
From the tiniest little trinkets
To great boxes filled with gold.
But, put them all together
And they could not stand in lieu,
Of the greatest gift of all
The gift of knowing you.
When your times are filled with troubles
Sadness, grief, or even doubt,
When all those things you planned on
Just aren't turning out.
Just turn and look behind you
From the place at which you stand,
And look for me through the shadows
And reach out for my hand.
I will lift from you your burden
And cry for you your tears,
Bear the pain of all your sorrows
Though it may be for a thousand years.
For in the end I would be happy
To have helped you start anew,
It's a small price to pay
For the gift of knowing you.
There are gifts of many treasures
For both the young and old,
From the tiniest little trinkets
To great boxes filled with gold.
But, put them all together
And they could not stand in lieu,
Of the greatest gift of all
The gift of knowing you.
When your times are filled with troubles
Sadness, grief, or even doubt,
When all those things you planned on
Just aren't turning out.
Just turn and look behind you
From the place at which you stand,
And look for me through the shadows
And reach out for my hand.
I will lift from you your burden
And cry for you your tears,
Bear the pain of all your sorrows
Though it may be for a thousand years.
For in the end I would be happy
To have helped you start anew,
It's a small price to pay
For the gift of knowing you.
Title sounds a bit sardonic but his post is anything but. Well as you all know if you pay attention to my blog in anyway is that i do portraits of people and thats about it. Well im sick of that so here it is, my first collection of lovely and new photo's which for once isn't people.
About Time that i said something. Uhm, i finally picked a name for my photography, which some of my pictures have been marked with. I may over time do all of them. Incase you hadn't noticed it's BOP Photography. Well obviously i haven't posted to my blog since May so i thought i would have a little uploading session. Basicaly i havent, as horrible as it is had much time for photography recently, my life has just been really hectic. But, now, i plan to get back on track and give you some photo's. With all these photos of all these beautiful girls, its about time i dropped in another of me. I seem to have a thing for the colour replacement tool in Photoshop CS3 atm, and eyes fit best for that. Well anyway, enjoy the posts below. Will post again soon. If anyone wants to contact me you can email me on: Tropbopwowee@hotmail.com
Simply the best picture i have ever taken in my life. I adore this and treasure it so dearly, its just... i don't know. I just love this...
For once im not going to post comments on my photos, ill let you tell me what you think.
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Laura Taylor - You may laugh at me because i am different, I laugh at you because you are all the same.
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I played no part in this picture apart from taking it. Laura acted perfectly and outstandingly infront of the character giving this picture a soul. This really does capture the Happy-Go-Lucky attitude of a teenage girl.
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What i love about this picture is that she looks so innocent and so young and vibrant, something which i haven't really done with Laura before, we've only had her dark and mysterious shoot. This shows a new side to Laura as a model in my phototgraphy.
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I don't honestly know what to say about this picture, it is so very different while being so very simple.
Bit different to what i usually do but to be honest i really like this one. I basically removed the brick wall and stuff from the background by putting the contrast over the brightness, painted the area around Lauren white and then used magic wand to remove the the white. I just then placed The two circles that are actually just outside the edges of the picture but are in feathered to give a great and unusual effect.Im Sorry but these pictures are no longer availible,
They were retracted at models request.
They were retracted at models request.
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This image was rather difficult to edit at first, i didnt have a clue where to go with it. I started by reducing the saturation. I then proceeded to use a screen from microsoft photo editor to give the image a Chalk & Charcoal effect.
This image is based on a teenage mood swing. The picture was taken in a dark room to give it its colouring. I placed it in microsoft photo-editor and used the graphic pen tool to give it it's current effect.
This image is kind of supposed to be witch like. Laura has cat in her arms and is taken behind a sunflower canvas which i funily enough found in homebase. I just took out alot of the brightness and contrast from the picture and used a basic shading effect from MS photo editor.
This is probably my favourite from this collection. Laura is based again behind the sunflower potrait and generally looks relaxed to represent not caring anymore, i think the picture itself gives an auror of sadness and loathing, are you feeling it?
This picture was reltively simple to create. Generally used a stamp screen to produce the effect then smudged the eyeline to produce the effect that she was crying.
Hi there, my names Troy and im what could be known as a "budding" photographer, i love taking pictures, its something i really enjoy and i guess you could call this my gallery. I will try to update it as often as possible so that you can get a real idea of where i'm coming from. I like photographing people, i just love the expressions you can gety from the face and the emotion that be communicated therough one or several photographs. I like to photograph people that look unhappy or distressed in pictures, call me crazy but i just think it stands out and sais more than a photograph that looks, well... happy. I only really take pictures for my friends and family at the moment, i dont want to do pictures of other people incase i get their hopes up and let them down. I hope that i dont let you down with the photo's i've already taken, Enjoy. By the way, Thats me =)^^^
