This is beautiful. The first thing I thought of when I saw this piece was that the blue eye reminds me of the mornings of a snowy winter land (also helps that your eyes are blue) and the yellow reminds me of the starry night. I like how the you have the source of light mainly on your right side so it casts a shadow on the left side, which adds to the night time atmosphere. Though I do have to admit this isn't my favorite piece. I feel that one side is a bit more powerful than the other. It feels like something is missing or off balanced. It might be the angle of the shot, I'm not too sure.
'What you doin'?' 'Not much, just painting my eyes to gain respect from the web' 'Cool, how are you doing it?' 'Oh, it's going to be AMAZING. One eye, right, will be all, like, blue, so it's all, like, ice, or, like, snow, yeah? And the other, left, is gonna be, like, all gold and yellow, so it's all, like, summer, y'know?' 'Aw yeah mate, sounds well cool, like a crazy juxtaposition between fire and ice to highlight the transience of the seasons, and how this then reflects onto the brief, changing, nature of our humanity, like a rejection of predeterminism, stating in a somewhat post-modern manner that no-one can clearly predict the future. So ground-breaking.' 'Yeah... that's what I was going for' 'Nice, let me know who it's going' 'Ok'
A short time passes
'AAAAHH FUCK!' 'What, what's happened?!' 'I'VE GOT PAINT IN MY EYE! AHHH IT BURNS WITH THE INTENSITY OF A THOUSAND FIRES!' 'Isn't that the point?' 'THE FUCK ARE YOU ON ABOUT MAN? I THINK I'M GOING BLIND!' 'I feel that creating a burning sensation in your eye, when you are attempting to highlight the transience of humanity's summer with a juxtaposition of fire and ice is somewhat ironic, if not underling your point' 'Thanks man that's really helping GET THE PAINT OUT OF MY EYE OW OW OW' 'Dude, just like run it under a tap or something' 'Alright, crisis over' 'Finished yet?' 'I was nearly done, but now it's dripped down my cheeks a little bit, sort of like I've been crying in a really weird way' 'Just leave it man, no-one will care, even if they notice' 'You sure?' 'Yeah, just leave it' 'Alright then. Say, could you come over and take picture of my eyes?' 'Sure, anything for a pal'
A short time later
'Hey man, here I am... uh, why are you naked?' 'Am I? Oh, how embarrassing, well since the pictures only of my eyes it doesn't really matter anyway...' 'I suppose not... well then, let's get this post-modernism over and done with... hold still... alright... there we go. I'll just upload that then.' 'Do you want to stay for coffee?' 'Okay, but not too long, because, I have to go, and like... you're naked' 'Well I thought if we were going to be properly post-modern, why not question how one drinks coffee?' 'Well, yeah, but you're sort of missing the poi-' 'I mean, who's to say that one can't drink coffee engaging in coitial relations with a clase friend?' 'Well, yeah, wait, hang on, I'm not really comfortable with thi-' 'I rather think you'd be more comfortable without those heavy clothes...'
And so on.
But I digress.
Don't those stars irritate your eyes? And what happens if you blink?