The Gfx Magic Sphere is a cutting-edge technology that combines graphics and spheres to create mesmerizing visual effects. This sphere, often referred to as the "magic sphere," is made up of high-quality transparent materials that allow for stunning graphics to be projected onto its surface. Using advanced projection mapping techniques, images and animations are mapped onto the sphere, creating a 3-dimensional visual experience that is truly captivating. The graphics seamlessly wrap around the sphere, making it appear as if the images are floating within the sphere itself. The Gfx Magic Sphere is not only visually appealing but also highly versatile. It can be used in a variety of settings, including stage performances, concerts, exhibitions, and even corporate events.
We would lay down on the pale moonlight
cry and curse the white men for not giving us visas!
Do you remember?
We had high hopes.
I wonder what I did for you to hate me But I know I did nothing I start to imagine zero Such an insignificant number But power enough to leave everything with nothing. You said you would come back in 3 days, And each time I stood waiting Reciting your letter like a poem, I started to believe that you meant something else, Something more poetic when you said 3 days.
It can be used in a variety of settings, including stage performances, concerts, exhibitions, and even corporate events. The magic sphere can transform any event space into a magical environment, captivating audiences and creating an immersive experience. One of the key features of the Gfx Magic Sphere is its ability to change colors and patterns in real-time.
J.Y. Frimpong > Quotes
I stopped by a famed park,
Picked a blank sheet
And drew a cup.
For me, it represented me holding myself up in a storm,
It represented the start of life,
Something to pour out every lesson learnt
Out of every misfortune we’ve ever been.
The cup — the container to hold chocolate drink
Water. Wine and strawberries.
I drew a ring,
A marriage between blessing and joy
The bloom of flowers in spring
The sprouting of leaves in midsummer
And the smell of fresh grasses at night.
I drew Monalisa
I painted art
I became Michaelangelo
Da Vinci
I became the Renaissance
I healed through art
“Don’t you know that you are gods?”
So the first day,
I cleared the storms out of my life.
The second day,
I dried all my tears
The third day,
I reinvented myself.
The fourth day,
I finally remembered what it felt like to be happy
Like two children drawing arts on a canvass.
Delilah & Annabelle
Arts curled out of girls trying to reinvent the world
Or the colours of the rainbow.
The fifth day,
I opened the windows wide
To let the lights shine in.
“When I’m down on my knees you’re how I pray.”
The sixth day
I created my favourite masterpiece — Baroque.
The seventh day,
I admired myself in the mirror.
I missed me
I missed the time I had so much optimism
I miss you
And I miss writing so innocently.”
― J.Y. Frimpong
― J.Y. Frimpong
“Speechless (From Eyes That Never Saw Skies)
You sit in a dark room
Imagining all the list of things you would do for revenge.
This is how we bring the love back.
You wake at night
When you think everyone is quiet.
You look at yourself through the broken windscreen;
Life imitates art.
You love yourself when you are speechless,
The ceiling fan swirls around in annoyance.
There’s nothing as painful as being a stranger in your own dreams.
Even the neon lights you see when you shut your eyes
Don’t want to see you anymore.
You are speechless,
Everyone around you is trying to murder someone.
But you walk like you’re invisible,
Strapped to memories of some foolish old man
Who drinks champagne to a dying soul.
You look at yourself again and mutter to yourself
You cannot be a stranger anymore.
Even ghosts have set themselves free from boredom.
And when you go back to your room,
It’s you and the annoying ceiling fan again.
Dear self,
Don’t you worry child,
We will fight and win another day.
Dear luck,
Find me too like you find others.
Dedicated to Kellie Elizabeth Jones”
― J.Y. Frimpong
“Trying to find my feet.
There have been times
I have tried to find my feet in a quicksand
When I was drowning Strangling myself in order to breathe
I could have died many times now But I love life more than death
I love you more than I love me
So here I am
In a dark room
With my tears dancing around my cheeks.
I have been unashamed,
I have locked doors just to be alone.
I have shut my ears tight so I could not hear the air breathing I have doubted myself
Thrown myself to worry.
I have been in too many dark places
That I’m struggling to remember a time I was in the light.
Yet after everything, Here I am
With me and my words Listening to Lust For Life
Looking for anything that is light In all the wrong places.
But I love you
I don’t love me
That’s all I need to survive.”
― J.Y. Frimpong, Abandoned Lilies In Unwanted Places
“What the virus did to us.
It has always been unimaginable that this pub could be empty
while the music played.
I am going to talk about what the virus did to us:
Do you remember when we sat under trees
fighting over which drink we should… drink?
How can you possibly forget?
We would wake up and imagine what we were going
to be in future.
We would open our windows
and touch each other like we were keys on a pianoforte
Do you remember?
When we said we were going to go to London
Pose in front of The Louvre
And raise our hands to the blinding lights on Time Square.
We would lay down on the pale moonlight
cry and curse the white men for not giving us visas!
Do you remember?
We had high hopes.
Then the virus came
omne autem inuicem
We watched it like a car without breaks
And when it came windows bolted,
The music faded,
The city of London lost its light,
Cafes in Italy bolted and owners run without knowing
where they put their keys
Times Square became a ghost town
And our very little bar we used to insult —— no longer played music
And when at night,
We sat down to count who we have lost,
It didn’t matter if we cried anymore
What mattered was when
Others would count our dead bodies
Like how they count damaged mangoes
In the fruit lane at the market.”
― J.Y. Frimpong
“This is the end.
You looked at me
Like I was a problem to be solved,
I asked if anything was wrong,
You said “nothing”
And the way you said nothing told me “Everything”
These days
I am not trying to love you
I am trying to hold pieces of me
You broke.
I hold a mirror to myself
And ask, “what is wrong with me.”
The mirror says nothing
And to me it is everything
I need to know.
I have never known silence
To be so loud
And each time I walk away
I look at you
I try to see if you cry or you laugh
But I see nothing.
I wonder what I did for you to hate me
But I know I did nothing
I start to imagine zero
Such an insignificant number
But power enough to leave everything with nothing.
These days
I don’t look into the mirror anymore
I look into the skies
That is the only place I see nothing
And not get scared.”
― J.Y. Frimpong
“In the basement of my fears,
I memorised every line
You wrote in your old perfumed letters.
You said you would come back in 3 days,
And each time I stood waiting
Reciting your letter like a poem,
I started to believe that you meant something else,
Something more poetic when you said 3 days.
I began to see everything in three;
God the son, God the father, God the Holy Spirit.
For three years I have been waiting
Because if I lost my faith in God
What would become of faith itself?
And so, when she came,
I took whatever she said with a grain of salt
She promised to erase every memory of you,
I did not want to disappoint her with the truth
That I still remember you
Whenever it rained
That was how we met,
You swept me with your beauty
And showed me a wet letter
When the sun shone,
We dried it and the letter was never whole again,
Maybe I should have taken a cue from it.
love makes us blind
When we are blind
We don’t see disappointments
Three days came,
Three days met three decades,
I was married,
I had a child
Yet I still had old memories of you,
Your perfumed letters
Were still ingrained in my mind
For me to love you
My lover had to die
And your husband too had to die.
So, we went to the chapel in secret
And prayed for the death of people
Who had promised to love us.
And when they did die
We run away
On a boat
Never to return
To love ourselves like the character
In the old perfume letters
So hard that we couldn’t distinguish reality from poetry”
― J.Y. Frimpong
When we said we were going to go to London
Pose in front of The Louvre
And raise our hands to the blinding lights on Time Square.
This means that the graphics can be synchronized with music or other audio cues, creating a dynamic and interactive visual display. The sphere can also be programmed to display custom graphics or branding elements, making it a versatile tool for brand promotion or storytelling. In addition to its visual appeal, the Gfx Magic Sphere is also easy to set up and dismantle, making it a practical choice for event planners and technicians. Its lightweight design and modular construction allow for easy transportation and installation, ensuring that it can be used in a variety of event spaces. Overall, the Gfx Magic Sphere is a truly magical technology that combines graphics and spheres to create captivating visual displays. Its versatility and ease of use make it a valuable tool for event planners and artists alike, allowing them to create immersive and memorable experiences for their audiences..
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