Explorer II

Explorer II
Musn’t disturb her slumber. Or was it the other way around?

Once upon a time, when I was around eleven years old, I was in my room, reading in bed instead of sleeping. I did that frequently. This time was different from any other time because as I lay there with a book in my hands, I saw movement on the floor out of the corner of my eye. I’d like to tell you it was a tiny little boy my age who came out of the walls from his enchanted world to play with me, but instead it was a very cute gray mouse that thought it was alone.

Instead of shrieking or fainting as many stupid movies about women portray them doing, I simply observed it in disappointment. I had a dirty mouse in my supposedly clean room! It had to die. I moved an inch and it went back into my closet, where I could not find it. The next morning I hired assassins (brothers) to kill it, and the mouse was found and dead within minutes. None of that hippie “catch and release” crap.

But now, years later, I wonder what that mouse saw. No, OK, to tell you the truth I don’t give a damn about the mouse, but if it had been a little man, what would it have seen in my room? The idea of a shrunken man exploring my house has always had a great amount of appeal to me… and I think I like the notion of his exploring me a little better. The former scenario involves my finding him and learning about his adorable experiences in a world giant to him, and the latter is much more personal, as I’m his terra incognita.

Not for long, as he has nothing more important to do than learn about me, now that he’s only a few inches in height. Some of this higher learning takes place when I’m asleep, and he has temporary free reign over my body. I’m no longer taking gigantic strides away from him to go to work or do chores, and my actions no longer take place at a plane so much loftier than his. Now I’m his chain of peacefully rolling hills he can climb, explore, name, and love.

Sometimes he starts his ascent at my feet, but the hands are slightly easier. I can see him stopping to catch his reflection on the mirror of my fingernail. He can see his entire head and neck on it, and when he touches that glossy surface he feels my heartbeat pounding beneath it like a seismic promise; but my fingers are his friends: they are almost always what he sees first when he wakes up, and what caresses him last after I finally allow him to sleep at night. He’s not afraid.

I’ve pictured all the paths he can follow after he conquers my summit, and what he does as he travels there, but the end is always volcanic.

Collaging Notes

I found the background for this image a few days ago when exploring new collages at Giantess City. I didn’t save it because the image was very good, as it wasn’t: the tiny man was one we’ve seen countless times carelessly pasted onto images; his original background still visible as white pixels surrounding parts of his body, a drop shadow that didn’t have a thing to do with the rest of the collage, and his skin tone also unchanged. If I had any cojones de mujer I would have left a scathing comment, or at least some suggestions, but part of me feels people know that when they spend three minutes on a collage, the result isn’t going to be a fair prospect. Besides, there will always be GC visitors that like poor collages no matter what. Those one-handed comments make for a nicer read than any acerbic rants about lack of technique.

I saved the image so I could use the background, and give it the treatment it deserves. The original measured thousands of square pixels so I shrank it a bit, and then I added the shrunken man, a fabulously hot male model by the name of Radoslav Vanko. I was sorry to have to blur him a bit so he would match correctly with the rest of the image section in which I placed him. I also had to add a grain filter to his crisp image because the background was grainy originally. The rest was fun with darkening and lightening areas, adding shadows with the Drop Shadow Brush for highlights at a very low exposure so I could keep adding them until they felt right (especially next to his leg where it makes contact with her pillow), and using the Dodge tool where his body was too dark. That’s it. It didn’t take me five minutes, but I’m very happy with the result.

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11 thoughts on “Explorer II

  1. Ooooooh…..tech talk! *faint*

    I’ve always liked the b&w— the way the detail is enhanced makes it all arty…..like me! Detailed and arty!

    I like comparing the little guy to the size and detail of the giantess lips. It makes for one hot pic if you ask me. But you didn’t.

    Great job!

    p

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    • Yes, size comparison is always lovely! I agree. 🙂 And thank you; I have a fondness for B&W collages, and not only because the colorless option helps hide many technical faults.

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  2. Nice work, there, Undersquid.
    I know what you;re saying about crappy collages at GC. I kinda don’t know why you’d even post it – surely your eyes can see that it doesn’t jive, right? But, I guess some will enjoy it.
    Nice to hear about how you’ve had to adjust the image. I know what you’re talking about, which is a plus. The famous Undersquid does what all the rest of us have to do when we collage images. 🙂

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    • Exactly. There will always be some people easily satisfied and not at all picky.

      “Famous”. 😆

      May I ask where you display your collages? I’d like to see them if there’s a link I can click!

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  3. I’ve been lurking in your blog ever since you started posting semi-regularly again, and been quite enjoying your imaginative commentary, as always. Your “little” stories always paint a picture for me, as did the one you wrote for this collage. I think your blog may be one of my last refuges for this sort of fantasy, since I find so many of the other forums lacking in either creativity or decorum. Or both.

    And good for you for saying what most of us are probably thinking about 95% of the collages out there. You’ve done a really nice job on this one. Story, creativity, and technique are ingredients often missing from most of these kind of photomanipulations, so I, for one, appreciate your thoughtful attention to all three.

    A big HUG for the Undersquid! ;p

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  4. Thank you Mite,

    Likewise, your “little” pictures always paint a story for me, so I appreciate your quality work as among the best out there. A very careful hug for Mite! 🙂

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  5. Hi Undersquid!

    I know this comment is really tardy, but I wanted to say that I enjoyed his image and that you’ve done very good work with it.

    I’m still learning about the different sites and such, but can say that some of the work I’ve seen has the appearance of being thrown together without much care, whereas this image obviously has been put together with the affection of one who is truly invested in the desire for what one’s imagination will spawn from it.

    Well done! 🙂

    *hugs*

    ~Tiny

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    • Hi Tiny,

      Thank you for the nice comment. Yes, I put a lot of myself in these images… right now I’m listening to Wang Chung’s “To Live And Die In LA” and there’s a line that goes, “I wonder why we spend our lives here”, which is sometimes how I feel about my collages. They are, technically, a huge waste of my time, but we all choose how to waste our time in whatever way suits us best, no?

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      • You’re welcome. I understand about putting a lot of yourself into your work, I am the same way about the erotica I write.

        It’s true, we do waste our time in whatever way suits us best.

        I have a hypothesis that the idea of a thing is generally much more interesting than the actual thing and so far in my experience, it remains to be true, at least for me.

        I’ve spent hours attempting to RP with strangers, and some of it is painful, and other times interesting, yet it has always left me with the idea of the thing being much more interesting than the few hours I just spent chatting on whatever instant message system with whomever it is behind the icon.

        What matters, at least in my view (and thank you for allowing me to post my views in your neck of the woods) is the amount of pleasure we each experience with the time that we spend (wasted or not).

        I look forward to the time when Vanya has been replaced and to much more discussion and collages.

        Until then, I’ll keep writing. 🙂

        ~tiny male

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  6. Simplemente… Love it. El único “pero” sería la muerte del pobre ratón.

    P.D.: Vuelva a postear, muchos lo extrañamos =/ .

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  7. I’ve just discovered your site and I’m working my way backwards through it. This is a very well made collage, but the description of your nightly visitor and his explorations is wonderful. Thank you for sharing it.

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