Geoff Franklin

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Twins of the Forest

Twins of the Forest

Twins of the Forest

All civilisations have myths and folklore about twins, some half the whole others good and bad.Its said some villages killed one at birth to give magical powers to the other  twin. #folklorethursday #myths #narrative #storytelling


from a distant land

from a distant land

I am continually asked how long an image takes to build. My usual reply is from a day to a month. This one started some three years ago and i got distracted and its one of six that i have used these cold dark days to finish. Jan 2018

I parked the initial version of the masque section on the main website but it was always my intention to finish it in this way.  London 2018

 

All images on www.geoff-franklin.com and www.geoff-franklin.com/photoblog ©Geoff Franklin 2000-2018 No reproduction without permission


Divine Guidance

Divine Guidance

This image is close to the original sketch i made, its much rougher around the edges than previous images i have made in this style.

I was wanting a Jeanne d’Arc figure and think it works well.


Santa Muerte

Santa Muerte

Nuestra Señora de la Santa Muerte. – Our Lady of the Holy Death is a  is a female deity from Mexico and south-West United States

 


Transformation of the plural souls

Transformation of the plural souls

Transformation of the plural souls.

 

©Geoff Franklin 2017


Romney, Hythe and Dymchurch

Romney, Hythe and Dymchurch

Ghosts of the Marsh, Romney, Hythe and Dymchurch from the series Brightling to Dymchurch

 

Other from the series  http://www.geoff-franklin.com/photoblog/owl-of-the-marsh/

http://www.geoff-franklin.com/photoblog/235-les-trois-ballerines/

http://www.geoff-franklin.com/photoblog/itch-the-scrath/

http://www.geoff-franklin.com/photoblog/wishing-tree-of-winchelsea/

 


Waiting out Time

Waiting out Time

Waiting out time on Mount Oylmpus

The summit of Mount Olympus, stands the meeting place of the gods. The mountain in northern Greece was said to be where the gods and goddesses built their palaces. Any of the gods could live on the great mountain summit, but no human was ever allowed there under any conditions.

The image was made with a different sampling technique. The source was shot for a rotating gif.

 

image ©Geoff Franklin 2017

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The Storyteller

The Storyteller

The Storyteller.

One of the great experiences in life is sat around a camp fire in the woods telling stories, the scarier the better. There is always ambient noises of nature all around to add to the atmosphere, the vulnerability of your back to the darkness with someone weaving a tale into your imagination.


Theatre Ghost

Theatre Ghost

Every Theatre Has A Ghost.

Growing up next to a graveyard, which naturally was my playground, I never really believed in ghosts, i am quite happy wandering graveyards at night.

I have know a few who swear blind they have seen ghosts, I never judged them as I always kept an open mind, my rational side says no but by imaginative side would love it.

I have shot quite a few times in theatres, mostly actor portraits but you nearly always hear the tale, usually from the doormen of the ghosts that roam the theatres.  I like this ides of ghosts roaming, performing.Can you imagine Shakespeare performed by a cast of ghosts.

Is this why all theatres have a ghost light placed in the centre of the stage lit at night?

Then, a couple of years ago I arrived home from a shoot at about two in the morning. Where we live at two a.m.  its quiet, very quiet. So as to not disturb my neighbours I parked in a strip of the road where we don’t have houses, bordering a school playing field. I was just getting my lighting cases out of the back of the car when a womans voice coming from over my shoulder said “Are You Alright?” I shot out of my skin, turned around and there was nobody there. Nothing, just the quiet of the night. There is enough street lighting  to be able to see. The voice was spoken and I would say from no more than a couple of feet away.

No apparition, nothing. I did get a chill. I am still unable to explain it.

 

image ©Geoff Franklin 2017

 


The Midnight Hour

The Midnight Hour

The Midnight Hour, the moment of doubt.

This started out as an idea whilst listening to a radio programme about pre victorian superstitions.

 

image ©Geoff Franklin 2017.


Owl of the Marsh

Owl of the Marsh

Owl of the Marsh

Another image from the series from Brightling to Dymchurch. The owl of the marsh is a nod to the smugglers of Romney Marsh to the east of Rye.

other images from the series

Romney Fog

Fullers Folly

Magic Carpet Ride

itch the scratch


Gestalt

Gestalt

First for a while, been away collecting new images. This image has been sat on my desktop for a couple of months not quite finished. The problem was with the background. I tried tow different backgrounds but in the end reverted to the original and worked on modifying it.


Adieu

Adieu

I like this one, its core is a preparation piece for a more intricate image. I took this element and wove it into the  final image.

©Geoff Franklin 2015


sleep

sleep

This is the third in the trilogy, silence, salt and now sleep. I have started a new project and have been so engrossed in it that I forgot to post this as promised. I think need an assistant.


salt

salt

As promised the second in the series of three. The third is now finished and called serpent – sneak preview bottom right. Inspired by reading Shakespeare in Rome with all its magnificent architecture and sculpture. Again multiple layer masks were created and overlaid and blended. The original size is 16×16 inch.

©Geoff Franklin 2015


the silence

the silence

Called the silence this is one of a triptych. Salt, the silence, the sprite. The sprite, started fist remains unfinished. When it is I will put the three together and put them in this space.

Geoff Franklin 2015


La Danse De La Vie

La Danse De La Vie

La danse de la vie

I had a visitor today just as I was finishing this image, they thought it was a drawing until I showed them the original source images.

The main figure in the centre I found in a cemetery in North Lancashire, and was quite unusual for that grave yard.     The mask i used in this is much more ragged stripping away more of the subject. I am interested in how the brain joins the dots in the rebuilding. This  give  the figures very a organic appearance rather than the stone originals they are.

©Geoff Franklin 2015


Seul dans la brume

Seul dans la brume

This is from the set I am working on called en marge du bonheur, link to the series here:   http://geoff-franklin.com/springboard/en-marge-du-bonheur/

This image has been sat on my desktop unfinished for a couple of months. It needed a couple of tweaks, I ended up stripping it back and completely rebuilding it – works though.


Endless Winter

Endless Winter

Death, The Endless Winter