This is my latest original music composition. A mixture of classic piano and electro. I am playing the piano part and all the other instruments as well (recorded, edited, mixed and mastered by me in Ableton Live). I hope you like it. Listen to the track on Soundcloud here under. Watch the clip on YouTube here above. Music composition, production and cover photo: © 2017 Ben Heine
Showing posts with label atmosphere. Show all posts
Showing posts with label atmosphere. Show all posts
A prisoner lost in madness...
A series of pictures I took at the AppArt Gallery's Loft.
The model is my friend Rami. We are both totally mad.
(The above photos have been shot with the Samsung NX10)
A series of pictures I took at the AppArt Gallery's Loft.
The model is my friend Rami. We are both totally mad.
(The above photos have been shot with the Samsung NX10)
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(The above picture has been
shot with the Samsung NX10)
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This is a photo I took from a plane a few weeks ago (we were flying over Switzerland at 10 km above the ground!). I've repainted several parts of the picture. The mountains look rather small because we were very high, but they are huge, many of them exceed 4,000 m with the highest, Monte Rosa, reaching to 4,638 metres (15,217 ft), and there are also numerous glaciers including several of the largest in the Alps, such as the Aletsch Glacier, declared a UNESCO World Heritage site in 2001 with a length of about 24 km and covering more than 120 square kilometres!)
.(The above picture has been
shot with the Samsung NX10)
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The Lamp of LifeBy Amy Lowell
Always we are following a light,
Always the light recedes; with groping hands
We stretch toward this glory, while the lands
We journey through are hidden from our sight
Dim and mysterious, folded deep in night,
We care not, all our utmost need demands
Is but the light, the light! So still it stands
Surely our own if we exert our might.
Fool! Never can'st thou grasp this fleeting gleam,
Its glowing flame would die if it were caught,
Its value is that it doth always seem
But just a little farther on. Distraught,
But lighted ever onward, we are brought
Upon our way unknowing, in a dream.
(Poem's source: Americanpoems.com)
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