April 14th, 2010 -- by Bacchus
Photoshopping Megan Fox
So, the photoshop of the week comes from Bondage Blog (here) and it stars a shivering Megan Fox wearing a metal collar, bra, and chastity belt:
Click the link for a larger view of the metal bikini version.
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The hardware is nice, but she seems to have turned a rather sketchy shade of orange.
Photoshop by its nature lies – and should be burned at the stake. Will some one photoshop a picture of this and post it?
Photoshop no more lies than Word does. Both are tools for communication. Lies are a product of the communicator.
I am just barely old enough to remember how brutally painful it was to write text in the days before word processing. Burn at the stake my ability to cut-n-paste? I’d fight you to stop you; I’d fight you for revenge if you pulled it off. And I am a peaceful man by nature.
I suspect people who care about the visual arts feel almost as passionately about their tools for placing and adjusting pixels.
Over 99% of magazine covers with women are photoshopped – it’s as though 99% of newspaper headlines were cut and pasted incorporating lies. The analogy is not even close to being on point.
Over 99% of newspaper headlines probably used spell check, and had a word ot two deleted. This is no more lying than using a clone stamp tool or the liquify filter to make a picture look better, especially considering the fact that everyone knows Photoshop was used.
Re: “Photoshop… lies…”
This is why artists won’t let anyone see their paintings until they are finished.
I’ll just bet that when the Greek artist who sculpted the Venus de Milo was chipping away at his marble, some critic eating from a bunch of grapes like it was popcorn, came along and (after assuming a vantage point behind the sculptor), looked back and forth between the emerging sculpture and his aging model, and with grape juice drooling from the corner of his mouth pronounced, “You know buddy… you’ve pretty much got her hips right, but her breasts really aren’t that perky.”
If artists didn’t lie to bring us the beauty that they do, then the process wouldn’t require any creative ability, and illustrators like Norman Rockwell and artists like Andrew Wyeth who (long after the advent of the camera), painted landscapes, still-lifes, and portraits, could have merely taken snapshots with their Polaroids…