Warsaw’s Ash

Things fall apart; the centre cannot hold; Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world, The blood-dimmed tide is loosed, and everywhere The ceremony of innocence is drowned; The best lack all conviction, while the worst Are full of passionate intensity.

W.B Yeats
Self edited, and taken by My Life As A Photographer

White and storm cloud ash, mingle with the forbidding thunderheads, above.
A remnant of the dead, calling out to the living to be revenged.
Running, we ran from the haughty laughs, of the Dictators ragging fires.
Fleeing, we ran from the cold clicks of their barrels, on our sweaty brows.
Escaping, we ran from from this hellish earth, with one pull of the hangman’s noose.
We didn’t stay, when our comrades body’s cried out from the swirling, pools of blood; for vengeance.
We, all where the Dictators pawns; for him to move as he pleased.
We, all where the scum under his boot, to be thrown to the fire, like a heap of dirty rags.
We, all where the victims of his hate and unjustness.
And in the end, we all would be squash in the Dictators fist.
With the mighty, rush of the Dictators propaganda, are fate’s where intertwined.
Yet, while the dead get their flowers, us—the living must continue to walk through hells flames; with our rewards at bay.
Our destiny is death, and another enemy’s head our compensate.
When we kill, we do not for blood, but to take our country out of the dictators palm.
And to show the world our human hearts, beating, under our gnarled flesh.
Yet, as I lift my face to the falling ash, gliding down, like millions of tiny, shot-down ace’s, falling, from fleet of pipers.
And see the open mouths of the ravished flames, eating at my home, till Warsaw is all but, charcoaled corps and skeleton ruins.
I wonder when God will seem fit to end, this ragging, tide of blood-shead and anarchy.

Joy Tiberend

My inspiration for this poem came relatively, to a tragic date in history: known as the Warsaw up-rising and the burning of Warsaw, during the holocaust, in Poland, 1943. The up-rising begin in a Polish ghetto, where, when the Jewish people inside where being “evacuated” they refused to be hulled off, ‘like sheep to the slater’ and rallied together to fight back.

The ghetto residence, surprisingly manage to hold of the Nazis’ for about a month, from April 19 – May 16. Which was far unanticipated, saying how the Nazi’s far outnumbered them in terms of manpower and weaponry.

Thought, sadly May 16 was their down-fall. The Nazi’s ended up firmly taking hold of the Ghetto and dragging off an estimated 50,000 fighters to extermination or labor camps. Though, some of the fighters managed to escape through the sewer, where they joined Partisans…others committed suicide, instead of being hulled off to death camps.
Proximately 7,000 Jewish lives where taken that day, thought the Nazi’s didn’t get away clean, it is said, that they too lost several hundred men in the uprising.

After the up-rising, Hitler and his SS, decided to make an example of the city, which they had long since selected for major reconstruction as part of their planned ‘Germanization’ of Central Europe. (Ironically, the destruction Warsaw, had been planned even before the start of WWII. The uprisings was really, just a convenient excuse to burn it; like Helen of Troy.) Their big plan was to simply to, whip Warsaw of the face of the earth, and sadly….in the end they exceeded in wiping out a major majority of Poland’s capital. 80–90% of Warsaw’s buildings where deliberately demolished, burned, or stolen of an immense part of its cultural heritage.

Ann Frank, wrote her thoughts in her diary, on the eve of Warsaw’s destruction: “Almost all Warsaw is a sea of flames. To set houses afire is the surest way to deprive the insurgents of their hiding places. When we crush the uprising, Warsaw will get what it deserves – complete annihilation.”

Through, my poem I tried to being out the heart-wrenching and melancholic emotions, that would of been felt, by looking into the soul of an Anonymous, survivor, who fought with their life for freedom, against one man I called the ‘Dictator’.

It was a poem of guilt—a guilt that ate away at the soul with every heart beat of my survivor. A guilt so strong, it wooed this Anonymous character, to write a poem; so the world might look through Warsaw’s ash, and see streakers of the brave-hearted Warriors, living and dead; who fought for the purposes of freedom and unity.

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—Joy Tiberend

-The Art of Joy-

An Advanced copy of the original: The Art of Joy!

“Sometimes your joy is the source of your smile, but sometimes your smile can be the source of your joy.”
― Thich Nhat Hanh

Life is never perfect, it comes with a few struggles and joys. Thought, sometimes it seems that life is throwing a lot more struggles then joys at us. That may be true, but that doesn’t mean that we can’t also have joy. With one single smile, or a positive remark we create our own joy, and by being joyful we can also light up our dreary surroundings.
You see, joy doesn’t just come from sunshine and happy friends, it can also be spread by a signal smile. In my opinion smiles our the greatest kind of joy, for a smile can be contagious.

Like smiles, moments can also bring you joy, a good song, new cloths, a clean room, a peppy pup, a beautiful meadow, great friends. Theses moments can be truly joyful, but not all moments our sunshine and rainbows. Sometimes moments in life can be a tragedy, a hateful comment, a bad friend, a violent act, a great loss. When theses moments arise life can become dreary and gray very fast. That’s why when I see or experience a great moment I grab it and hang on to that memory. So, when the bad moments come and bet you up like a violent storm you can go back and reminisce over those joyful moments.

Images: “Clouds come floating into my life, no longer to carry rain or usher storm, but to add color to my sunset sky.”
― Rabindranath Tagore, Stray Birds

Thought, Occasionally when enjoying a good moment a bad one can come back to haunt. That’s when I use the ‘sunset rule’ as I like to call it. My golden inspiration came from a casual stroll threw the woods. The woods dominion: dancing snowflakes, ruddy-bark warped trees; shaven clean from a million mooses majestic antlers. Peaceful, hazy calm. Mound upon mound of crisp, clear white snow; twinkling and blinking lazily up at me, and walking into a wide clearing, stood my sunset: fiery and golden, flashing array intense orange and yellow. With splashes of scarlet and delicate Violet. The sunset was really just a ordinary AK sunset, but to me it was incomparable and it taught me an important lesson. As I stood looking into that magnificent orb, of golden light and beauty, I realized that when you are looking at a captivating sunset you don’t go back and think of a dreary cloudy day. No, you enjoy that sunset and the moment that it brings.
It’s the same with life: when you come across a joyful moment, don’t go back to an awful moment in your life, instead try to enjoy that moment and the joy that it brings, with all your heart. For every moment in life either
good or bad can equip us for the battles ahead.

Any of us can choose to be dropy, But can we choose to be happy? It takes a human with real courage and persistence to make sunshine out of your shadows, instead of resorting to a frown and a stormy life.

“Any fool can be happy. It takes a man with real heart to make beauty out of the stuff that makes us weep.”
― Clive Barker, Abarat: Days of Magic, Nights of War

Ann Frank, wrote in her diary—“I don’t think of all the misery, but of the beauty that still remains.” Locked in an office, hiding from Hitler and his hell, Ann, a teen girl had every right to embrace sadness and self pity, but no, she chose to look around her and see the beauty among the raging fires, of her home and the ashes of Bergen-Belsen. If Ann Frank can take the stand to chose Joy, then how much more can we make the same choice? Not, just once but continually.

Next time, when you stub your toe, or lock your keys in the car…take a breath and choose joy.

“Sorrow prepares you for joy. It violently sweeps everything out of your house, so that new joy can find space to enter. It shakes the yellow leaves from the bough of your heart, so that fresh, green leaves can grow in their place. It pulls up the rotten roots, so that new roots hidden beneath have room to grow. Whatever sorrow shakes from your heart, far better things will take their place.” 
― Rumi


Seeing the World Through the Eyes of an Artist

“A painter should begin every canvas with a wash of black, because all things in nature are dark except where exposed by the light.” 
― Leonardo da Vinci

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Nature with its majestic domes, flying vapors, enchanting greenery, dashing white caps, and its waters turquoise hue can be alluring to any eye – whether artist or not. Though, through the eyes of one that has come to see art in any surrounding; nature and it’s exuberant colors can be transformed onto paper or camra through the eyes of one that sees every light brush of snow, every wedge of rock, dusting of seeding or shrub.

Nothing escapes the eye of an artists. Every perfect and unique detail gets captured with one snap of the leans; one stroke of the brush; and a few patient dustings of lead from a pencils tip. Though their eyes and the art that an artist creates, the world is enabled to partake in nature’s beauty; just because the artists took the time to snap the lends or move the paint brush at the right moment.

“Where the spirit does not work with the hand, there is no art.” Leonardo da Vinc

You see through anyone that has the ability to see and mimic creation into sculptures or sketches. Humanity will be seeing through your eyes, the eyes that saw its beauty in every beautiful or imaginable way. We all don’t see beauty or draw it the same, but what we all see is art and what comes out of us is so unique that no other being can try to master are very own ways of ‘drawing’ art.

The world is so beautiful that is has caused me many times to stop and make somthing out of it, so that meany more people can enjoy. I have found that art is really a way to express the emotions and images of what we see and feel – inside and around us. If we aren’t motivated, or are depressed and forget to look around us, we can miss a lot.

So, keep your head up, get along for awhile, breath in the scents, vapors, sights, and sounds of nature; and learn to cherish and grasp it so others also can enjoy its magnificent beauty.

“Eleanor was right. She never looked nice. She looked like art, and art wasn’t supposed to look nice; it was supposed to make you feel something.” 
― Rainbow Rowell, Eleanor & Park

Another breath-taking thing to realize is that you, yourself are art. You ask, “How could I be art?” Or more precise, “How could one so flawed be art?” No one’s perfect, we all have are misgivings and flaws; but the glorious thing to realize that art isn’t perfect either! Art was never meant to be perfect. There will always going to be some kind of flaw or thing we don’t see right about it, but art was never meant to be perfect. Art was meant to make you feel somthing or see somthing a different way. Just remember, art is you, and what you create, no matter how flawed or unworthy of expectation. Always remember that others can see threw your eyes and what you see must not be perfect, but mystifying, breathtaking and will make another shout,“supercalifragilisticexpialidocious!“

Whether you are good at art or not; it doesn’t matter. What matters is that you are able to express yourself and find beauty in the small things.

Plus art isn’t just charcoal and paints: it’s elaborate sculptures, well-structured businesses, industrial wonders, beautifully, crafted pastries, exquisite flowers, elegant outfits, awing sketches. Theses all are true works of art, and threw them we can see nature and beauty.

Always remember that at the hand of an artist extraordinary things can arise, and that your not perfect, but through you the world can see the art of nature. So, in the words of E.A. Bucchianeri, from Brushstrokes of a Gadfly, “Make your lives a masterpiece, you only get one canvas.” 

Here’s a few images of my kind of art, thought definitely not without a-few imperfections. Even though, I tried to show nature, humanity, and feeling threw theses few imperfect sketches and photos:

My art:

“Art is not what you see, but what you make others see.” 
― Edgar Degas

Me, practicing the scorpion (and failing miserably) in this stunning AK winter-wounderland.
—Ancient Rome. “Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.” Confucius
“Oh, winters golden drops and summers honey dew—how could I ever choose?”
“Black and white creates a strange dreamscape that color never can.”
Jack Antonoff

I have shown you my art, what’s yours? Comment below if you’d like to convey you art. And thanks a million for checking my post out.

Keep shining and enjoy the wounders of nature!

Quickshot Demo (How to edit photos)

Having a Camra and taking pictures is great, but if your not a pro it’s hard to rely on just Camera and skill and that’s where photo editing apps come in!

Quickshot is my all time favorite, it’s easy, reliable, and makes your photos look phenomenal! You can acsses it on your iPhone or iPad in the App Store.

Pros: Quickshot is consently updating its site to new and easer ways to edit and inhance your photos.

Cons: Thought the majority of Quickshot temples are free there is some that can only be accessed with in app purchases.

In this blog i’m going to lead you through the basic steps of making your photos look top notch!

Step one: Accessing Photos

Naturally, the first step is to choose your photo, it’s the easy-peezy part of the whole app. You can access as meany as you desire, no limits.

Step two: First stage of editing

Once you have chosen a photo it will give you the option to access total of nine different ways to edit your photo(s). I’m going to start with editing the sky.
There is thirty-eight diffrent sky layouts to choose from, the first five do not require any in app purchases.
Above the layouts there is a notch you can slid back and forth to adjust the clouds and the direction of the wind.
Once you have chosen the layout of your choice, you can enable the settings by clicking on the layout you have chosen.
Random: allows you to choose between different kinds of clouds
(I.e stormy, puffy, thin, small, and big.)
Feather: with feathering you are able to slid the notch to fit the curve of the abject in your picture better
Horizon: allows you to adjust the horizon to match your photo.
Shift: shifting the clouds with the Direction of the wind
Ambient: changing the temperature of your photo
Detailing: is my favroit. It really helps you bring more life into your pictures by adjusting the amount of detail showing in your photo
Finally opacity enables you to adjust the sky, making it darker or lighter, it also brings more clouds into your picture

Step three: Adding the art

Overlay is the real art in the program. It allows you to enable meany different light fixtures, Moods, leans flares, Sparkles/fireworks, and weather theams.
Portrait is used when you’d preferrer to focus more on the model in the photo and less on your background. Eight different portrait modes. Includes adjustment settings.
Quickshot has a total of forty-eight deferent filters, the first nine are free. Here’s a list a a few: Fade, vibrant, portrait, urban, B&W, film, bright, neutral, cold, and warm.

Part four: adjustment/Cropping

Details is another one of my favs, I like to think of it as one of the secrete ingredients to bringing perfection to your photos. The four keys to having totale perfection in this setting is: adding depth, structure, sharpness, and grain.
Adjusting includeds eleven different adjustment setting: light, contrast, vibrance, shadows, vignette, exposure, highlights, saturation, temperature, tint, and hue. The adjustment settings brighten and allow your photos turn out looking more professional.
Canvas let’s you: Ratio, which allows you to pinch and zoom, adjust the grid and size/shape of your photo. Straighten (zooming). H-scew, zooming on an angle. V-scew, zooming on an up slant, and rotate (good for images that have been tipped the wrong way).

Part five: other fun settings

The photo after magic has done its job.
Magic, is a really cool, new setting that Quickshot recently enabled. Basically, you click on it and it inhances your pictures, thought its super simple, it works to inhance your pics amazingly well.
Finally, last but not least is a little ‘setting’ I like to call the painters adjustments.
Primers are fancy, artsy filters that makes for an exceptional photos. First eight free. A totale of thirty-three primers. Ujustment setting for each primer.

Quickshot is actually one of meany other apps that this program has made:


Theses apps aren’t only super helpful, but also suprisely fun, as well. Fun and productive that’s what I call a two in one!

Theses apps aren’t only super helpful, but also suprisely fun, as well. Fun and productive that’s what I call a two in one!

—Joy Tiberend (TheArtOfLife)