The Last Supper
Day 3 in Death Valley. This Ghost Town near Area 51 features Albert Szukalsi’s Last Supper. Ghosts and UFO’s were dominating my tired brain, and it felt like the perfect place to go at the time. Anyway, I was there by myself all night, listening to 2Pac and trying to raise the dead.
At this moment in time Kendrick Lamar was CARPET BOMBING Drake with diss tracks, and Diddy was going DOWN. Tension was in the air, but so was justice. The desire for 2Pac to be back on this planet was palatable.
So I came up with a plan to ‘hit him up’ from the grave with my Sony A7III. Using a combination of art and Quantum Physics, and my favorite 2Pac song “God Bless the Dead”.
The Plan
A music video concept was beamed to me, and I had to act on it quickly.
I had the song.
I had the vision.
I just needed to hit the right angles at the right time.
11:17 PM. Start raising the dead using the Milky Way. Since spirit lives forever. Photons. Light. You know what I’m talking about.
4:35AM. Successfully raise the dead using the Milky Way, connecting Ghost Jesus with the light. And Ghost particles.
Did you know? The giant black hole in the middle of the Milky Way releases mysterious “neutrinos”. AKA, the Ghost Particle. They pass through everything, including us, but sometimes they latch onto matter. Like when they feel like it. Ghost could be real. And theoretically a soul could come back to life, which would take too long to explain. But this is art backed by science.
5:15 AM. The Milky Way Core crowns Ghost Jesus, and God officially blesses the dead. 2Pac and all the real motherfuckin’ G’s that passed on too early will then come back to life, and help us fight the cabal of psychopaths ruining the world.
Or their spirit will live through us? Not totally sure how it works, but seemed worth trying.
I really believe you need to get gangster if you roll into a ghost town solo.
As you can see there was an eclectic mix of music going on during this shoot. Just timeless classics that GO HARD. (Tupac has been my spirit animal for many years. He helps me face my fears. Not sure if that makes this less weird, but thought I’d disclose that)
The Gear
To keep the theme of “Real motherfuckin’ G’s”, I came with 2 heavy hitters from the Sony G-Master series.
A 20MM F1.8 G-Master.
A 35MM T 3.1 G-Master Cinema Lens.
I got my 20. My 35. And enough SD cards to go all night.
We kicked off the party, but the cloud seeders who control our weather must of been tipped off.
The vibes were low. But Ghost Jesus said “Let their be light. We need Pac back.”
Suddenly the milky way rose above the horrizon, cutting through those punk-ass clouds.
The dead were being raised and we were boppin’ off!
30 second exposures using a star tracker
During those 30 seconds I’d quickly bounce some light off the statues
Me and Pac were having a blast.
The atomic Ghost Particles in the Milky Way core were getting excited as we approached the crowning ceremony. I felt pretty confident at this point. At least a 2Pac hologram was going to appear. I saw it happen at Coachella once.
Until some light polluting haters showed up!
At around 4AM a creepy car showed up and started driving in circles behind the statues. Over and over. FOR 30 minutes straight?! Ruining my shots.
Then parked behind the statues, flashing their headlights every time I attempted a shot. ohhhh k
I need to crown Ghost Jesus with the Milky Way core to bring 2Pac back to life. This isn’t a game, fellas!!
For Context, this is Rhyolite Ghost Town with the lights on.
There are soooooo many places to be creeps here. Sooooo many places to do weird sex stuff. Bury a body. You can do both. I’m not judging. JUST GET OUT OF MY SHOT.
But out of all the places to go after doing slow donuts for 30 minutes straight, they park right behind Ghost Jesus. To flash their lights every time I take a pic.
THIS IS INTENTIONAL. THIS IS WAR.
I was in a light war in a ghost town.
These are the moments you find out what you’re made of. Do I give them the W, and leave before something bad happens? Or go for the crown? And empty the clip on these light pollutin’, ghost-particle bitin’, made-ass, bad boy BITCHES!
Then 2 shadow boys got out and started walking towards me. Like this image I made in midjourney. What’s the protocol for being approached by shadowy figures who don’t talk? Do I say hi first?
We’ll never know. I got the hell out of there. Unfortunately the Shadow Boys prevented the Timelapse Resurrection of 2Pac. Until then here’s my WIP music video tribute to 2Pac. Biggie. And all the real motherfuckin’ G’s that passed on too early. God Bless The Dead 🙏
Gangster Rap + Astrophotgraphy 🤝