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Brooke Shaden / 769 items

N 94 B 4.6K C 11 E May 25, 2020 F May 25, 2020
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Butterfly or ants? Which one speaks to you more right now? (Back out to my full gallery to see both).

These are the words I wrote down when I was making it:
autonomy
prison
control
release
violence
infection
abuse.
I kept adding to the list as I went through the shooting and editing process. What words would you add?

I don't make a lot of art that is highly personal (I'm okay, and this one is not, and though my husband loaned his hands, it was lovingly). But I make a lot of art that is highly personal to *someone*. This one might be for you. If you resonate with those words...if you have ever been abused. If you have ever felt infected by someone else. If you have ever been in a struggle for control. If you have ever lost your autonomy. If you feel like you are trapped in someone else's life. If you find hope in that butterfly. If you find disease in those ants. If you have ever been mistreated. If you are afraid of any of that. If you know someone who has.

Someone once told me that artists can only make art from their own experiences (please be free to agree or disagree). But I say most artists are empaths. We want to understand and help those around us. I strive to be an artist that is not limited by my experiences, but tries to expand her world by touching the lives of others. My art is made *more* because of your connection to it and through my attempts at understanding a world outside my own - thank you for being here.

"Infection" self-portrait, May 2020

Tags:   dark art dark photography ants butterfly infection release control abuse violence silence scream struggle self portrait

N 76 B 3.4K C 4 E May 25, 2020 F May 25, 2020
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Butterfly or ants? Which one speaks to you more right now? (Back out to my full gallery to see both).

These are the words I wrote down when I was making it:
autonomy
prison
control
release
violence
infection
abuse.
I kept adding to the list as I went through the shooting and editing process. What words would you add?

I don't make a lot of art that is highly personal (I'm okay, and this one is not, and though my husband loaned his hands, it was lovingly). But I make a lot of art that is highly personal to *someone*. This one might be for you. If you resonate with those words...if you have ever been abused. If you have ever felt infected by someone else. If you have ever been in a struggle for control. If you have ever lost your autonomy. If you feel like you are trapped in someone else's life. If you find hope in that butterfly. If you find disease in those ants. If you have ever been mistreated. If you are afraid of any of that. If you know someone who has.

Someone once told me that artists can only make art from their own experiences (please be free to agree or disagree). But I say most artists are empaths. We want to understand and help those around us. I strive to be an artist that is not limited by my experiences, but tries to expand her world by touching the lives of others. My art is made *more* because of your connection to it and through my attempts at understanding a world outside my own - thank you for being here.

"Infection" self-portrait, May 2020

Tags:   dark art dark photography control abuse infection ants butterfly self portrait self portraiture skin raw horror violence silence scream

N 151 B 5.3K C 5 E May 20, 2020 F May 20, 2020
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Watch how this was made: www.youtube.com/watch?v=MSLtMyZHv-s

How fortunate we creators are to have discovered an artform so in its infancy that everything feels new and incredible. You must swipe to see where this image came from. 👉 I SHOT IT IN MY BATHTUB, Y'ALL. 👈 For real. Entirely, except for the clouds. The water. The subject. It's mind blowing to me that I can use a camera and tripod (I didn't even have a remote, which made for some funny, slippery, and very wet camera antics) and I can make this. I'm not trying to say it is a masterpiece, but I would say it is incredible - the fact that I could do it with so little. A decade ago when I started photography I knew it was possible. I didn't know how, but I just KNEW it. I thought to myself - if they can do special effects in movies and create other worlds in images, then I can too. However long that may take, money and equipment and resources be damned. Brings me to tears thinking of how awesome that is.

One of the number one questions people ask me is: "But what if someone has already done it." Do you know what? I've literally never once asked myself that. Your intense desire to journey into curiosity should far outweigh the fear of comparison. I journeyed. This is where I ended up. I didn't care if it had been done before. Or if someone has a better vision. Or if someone has better resources. In fact, I take all of that as a challenge. Watch what I can do with LESS. Here's what I can do.

I hope you watch my new video, and I hope you create your own White Wall Wednesday image.

Tags:   surrealism dark art self portrait self portraiture ocean sea bathtub compositing composite photography photoshop atmospheric suffering drowning

N 175 B 6.2K C 7 E May 18, 2020 F May 18, 2020
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I wrote a bunch of different captions for this. About darkness, Alice in Wonderland, and what it means to peer into the unknown. I erased them all. What I really want to say is this: I made this for anyone who is searching and who feels alone. That’s all. And that’s just about everyone,sometimes. That’s me.

“Hollow Places”, self-portrait May 2020

Accompanying poem:

Hollow places, vast and full,
you temper darkness with cracks and holes
and answer us in rhythmic constancy.

Those expansive,beckoning hollows
warn us to go but there are those who will stay
to understand the emptiness of it, or to fill it.

Echoes are easy companions.
They answer us straight-forwardly,
without pretense or reservation.

Hello?
Hello.

Is anybody there?
Is anybody there.

That is a darkness no one sees;
to be emptied of light is an eternity
that only dead stars endure.

Who are we, then, but the dust of that
infinite light extinguished,
transformed into curiosity embodied?

To the explorers and the venturers,
and to the pilots weaving their vessels through
a long and winding darkness -

To you, stay.
To you, stay.
To you, stay.

Tags:   self portrait self portraiture dark art dark photography alice in wonderland fog isolation surrealism

N 651 B 76.0K C 41 E May 14, 2020 F May 14, 2020
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I made a video all about how I created this image: www.youtube.com/watch?v=dH839ooQRDI&

Poem/image: "This is Death", self-portrait May 2020. My fascination with death is no joke. Did you know that even though I love dark things, I am the most afraid person I know? Not of things like failure or risk or money...but of absurdities, like zombies and ghosts and the dark. I won't watch a movie if it is even remotely scary. I'm still scarred by Donnie Darko. I can hardly play Clue without feeling uneasy. But I think that is where my fascination with death comes from...if I can create it, I won't be so afraid. Where do you fall? Love scary things or hate them? What are your limits?

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It isn't exactly that I am afraid of death.
In fact, I find death innately beautiful
and sacred, especially the decay.

You wouldn't believe the goosebumps
I get when I imagine bone protruding
or hair growing or blood dripping.

Death is a revelation, and decay His mistress,
waiting in the dirt to whisper melodies
long forgotten by the living.

It's not that I don't want to know what
death feels like or that I want to escape
the grand revelry of it.

It's not even that I fear the pain
or the suffering of my loved ones
in my absence - at least my last lesson
will be in
how to feel more deeply.

It's more the understanding that I fear.
That deep knowing without being able to
tell everyone: THIS, this is death.

It's the recognition that death itself
is not evil goading us to fear;
it is us, playing God, pretending.

We know that we are unknowing and that
unknowing is the unraveling that will
bring us to our knees to beg.

Death is not dumb and obtuse;
It knows we are afraid and it lets us feed on
stories of untimely, heroic, and painful ends.

It is our job to feed it our submission.

Tags:   dark art red yarn bathtub dark photography self portrait self portraiture creepy blood death low budget horror


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