Sunday, June 29, 2008
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Luis Santiago Davalos: A History
Luis Santiago Davalos
Luis Santiago Davalos began his life as the illegitimate son of an American merchant and a Mexican barmaid. He spent the majority of his youth in San Lucar with his mother, but ran away from home at the age of 16 to seek his fortune. For the next four years, he worked with various smuggling gangs who specialized in transporting illegal goods across the Rio Grande and into Texas. Luis’s experience in the smuggling business made him into a ruthless man, feared and respected by his colleagues. He had a particular talent for knife-throwing and became very well-known for his ability to kill quickly and silently.
Because of a series of mysterious deaths within the leadership of the smuggling ring, Davalos rose to a position of leadership. By the age of 22, Davalos found himself in control of the most powerful gang in the border country along the Rio Grande. He used this to his advantage, gaining vast profits from the gang’s lucrative smuggling operations. As the sale of alcohol became more and more restricted in Texas, Davalos’s services as a smuggler came into great demand, and he was soon in control of a considerable fortune.
Two years later, however, Davalos’s operation was broken up by the Texas Rangers. Although many of his men were captured and hanged, Davalos himself escaped unharmed, along with twenty-six of his most loyal soldiers. After many years of absence, the newly dethroned smuggler king returned to his hometown of San Lucar and began to set up a new base of operations. His wealth made him one of the richest men in the area, and his influence in the town began to spread. At the age of 25, Davalos was one of the most powerful men in San Lucar, second only to one General Romero Esteban, a man of equally shady repute. Together, they were known as the “kings of San Lucar.” Very little was beyond Luis’s reach. He could have men killed at a moment’s notice with absolutely no fear of repercussions. He kept Ed Lovett, the talented American lawyer in his employ, the man who would go on to get Davalos acquitted of murder five times. Davalos respected Lovett’s skill as a lawyer, but regarded him as a fool outside the courtroom, useless for anything except legal counsel. Davalos was well-loved by the people of the town, who viewed him as a native son, returned home to bring prosperity to his brethren. Davalos used an alias, the Kinkajou, and became a Robin Hood-like figure, a hero to the people of the Mexican border country. Soon after his return to San Lucar, he married Sofia Isabel Espinoza, the daughter of the mayor of San Lucar. He became very protective of his wife, and was more than willing to kill any man who dared to look at her in the wrong way.
Davalos soon formed a healthy working relationship with Romero Esteban and the two became business partners. Their comparable resources and similar goals enabled them to work together, although covertly, on various jobs, ranging from gun smuggling and robbery to escort work. Davalos’s operation as the Kinkajou allowed both of them to maintain their anonymity and kept both of them safe from the law, and the general’s wealth and his influence within the local governments opened doors that would have otherwise been closed to Davalos. This partnership would prove to be quite valuable to both parties. Davalos continued to operate in San Lucar for seven years, until he was 32, when Esteban requested his assistance with a bank heist across the Texas border. This heist and the subsequent intervention of the Texas Rangers would prove to be the downfall of the two kings of San Lucar.
Sunday, June 15, 2008
An example of colour correction
And here's the image post-adjustment:
The colours are a whole lot better in the second image, and it's closer to the tones that you'd actually see in real life. Since cameras can't always get colours 100% correctly, colour adjustment is one way to make your images look a lot better. Hopefully, I'll get better at this, I'm sure I could've done a much better job.
Another HDR image...
I've also been trying out colour correction on the pictures I've been taking. It really makes a difference... Of course, it takes practice to make the photos look completely natural, but I'm working on it.
"...and then I remembered that I'm a genius."
WHAAAAA?
Saturday, June 14, 2008
"I turn my camera on..."
Here's one of the more interesting ones. It's just a view down my street...
I like the effect that you can get with the HDR, I was able to achieve a surreal, almost painting-like quality with this photo. Of course, HDR can also produce very detailed, natural looking images as well. It's really good for landscapes and wide panoramic shots. I plan to continue messing around with this, so I should have some more shots to post later on.
Thursday, June 12, 2008
"Some kind of employment..."
Friday, June 6, 2008
I give up.
Right to Life, Right to Multiply...
Sunday, June 1, 2008
Pastor of Muppets
I'm your source of self-destruction.
Veins that pump with fear, sucking darkest clear,
Leading on your death's construction.
Taste me, you will see,
More is all you need.
You're dedicated to
How I'm killing you.
Come crawling faster,
Obey your master.
Your life burns faster,
Obey your master,
Master.
Master of puppets, I'm pulling your strings.
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams.
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing.
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream,
Master, master.
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream,
Master, master.
Needlework the way, never you betray,
Life of death becoming clearer.
Pain monopoly, ritual misery,
Chop your breakfast on a mirror.
Taste me you will see,
More is all you need.
You're dedicated to
How I'm killing you.
Come crawling faster,
Obey your master.
Your life burns faster,
Obey your master,
Master.
Master of puppets, I'm pulling your strings.
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams.
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing.
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream,
Master, master.
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream,
Master, master.
Master, master,
Where's the dreams that I've been after?
Master, master,
You promised only lies.
Laughter, laughter,
All I hear and see is laughter.
Laughter, laughter,
Laughing at my cries.
Fix me.
Hell is worth all that, natural habitat,
Just a rhyme without a reason.
Never-ending maze, drift on numbered days,
Now your life is out of season.
I will occupy,
I will help you die,
I will run through you,
Now I rule you, too.
Come crawling faster,
Obey your master.
Your life burns faster,
Obey your master.
Master.
Master of puppets, I'm pulling your strings.
Twisting your mind and smashing your dreams.
Blinded by me, you can't see a thing.
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream,
Master, master.
Just call my name, 'cause I'll hear you scream,
Master, master."