I honestly see beautiful images of the female form on a daily basis. Every. Single. Day. There is an absolute glut of imagery coming out daily. How can there not be? DSLR cameras improve and become ever more available to the masses. The Interwebs make it as easy as blowing your nose to post your images. The feminine figure as subject matter hasn’t lost the interest of man since the first scrawled stick figure in that first cave. It’s a photographic utopia.
In the consumption of imagery – while I do appreciate beauty and skill in portrayal, it’s not often anymore where I feel genuinely moved by something NEW. I appreciate that more than anything else – the honest attempt to do something never seen. At least by the creator of the work…
… and that’s what I’m enjoying most about these projects. It’s new to me. Maybe it’s new to you too.
Thanks B for the incredible job canvasing for me.
Departing from ‘realism’, journeying more into saturated color and HDR like fx. I find myself staring intently at these images… they draw me in, demand consideration beyond posture and reality.
Currently immersed in a recent photo shoot with Brianna. It was/is very abstract and challenging. I do enjoy messing with my own perspective, tricking my own senses with twists I may or may not have seen.
Taking this striking imagery to black and white was certainly interesting… the contrast between subject and canvas is blurred. Rowr.
I was elated to uncover an old photo of Oregon Spirit Distiller’s power spirits trio: Merrylegs Genever Gin, CW Irwin Straight Bourbon Whiskey, and Oregon Spirit Vodka. I can imagine settlers on the Oregon Trail warming themselves on a cold, early Spring night with a finger or two of any of these fine spirits.
Oh but of course we all know if old timey settlers were warming themselves with anything it would probably be burnt mule droppings in a puny little fire. Oregon Spirit Distillers is a bit more more ‘modern’ in it’s inception. And damn should Oregon be proud!!!
I love the new OSD bottling. It’s classy, cool, kick ass. I hope to see these bottles gracing every damn bar shelf in Central Oregon and beyond. Not just because of the cool packaging, but because these are three INCREDIBLE spirits.
I don’t know if the new Oz movie stuck in my head or not with it’s over the top color saturation, but I definitely had a more surreal approach to my images from my last shoot with Amanda. I think I’ll be continuing with this approach for awhile, see where it takes me…
There was a tantalizing stack of old doors in studio, about to be made into clever partitions for artist cubes. What could I do but play with them? Me playing with them by myself would be kinda boring though, so Olivia was cool enough to come by for a quick door-centric shoot. And what was playing on the Pandora station? Geez, if you need me to tell you ya might as well slap your own face for me. Yes, Belinda Carlisle. I mean The Doors. Duh.
It was a fun, quick little project. The texture was very interesting in b&w… and Olivia looked like she’s had a lot of girl on door interaction.
Oh come on, every single one of us makes nice with doors dozens of times a day. And we probably never look very interesting doing it. Unless maybe you’re not paying attention and walk right into a glass door… because that would be hilarious…
I think my son Dalyn and his girlfriend India look great together in their prom wear. It struck me that this was the first time seeing him in a suit – well, tux. Close enough. I spent most of my young life wearing suits several times a week. My son missed out on that particular adventure… did I ever even teach him how to tie a tie? Probably, but it’s not like he ever needed to wear one at school on top of his over sized t-shirt…
What can I say though? I’m a proud father and yet more than a little annoyed that he had the audacity to grow up so fast. Kinda selfish if you ask me. I demand a do over!
Oh wait, what the hell am I saying? Having a great kid and looking forward to watching him live his own life is good enough for me. Nicely done dude.
I think the last time I had the opportunity to shoot with Savannah solo was September 2007. Was it really that long? Damn! So it was great to have the chance to connect again and have a lot of fun doing it.
It all stemmed from Savannah’s desire to take some photos with a headdress. And a headdress she did bring.. wow. Bringing it back yo! Following in the footsteps of a certain Victoria Secret model… even though that infamous look seemed to ruffle a few feathers. (yeah, I just said that… think about it…) No bigs for me as a card carrying member of the Cherokee Nation… I really liked it.
Then she pulls out some great steam punk accessories (hats created by her talented sister Melanie) and steps right into a character from Clockwork Angels. Yes!! A RUSH reference! woot woot! If you don’t know where that comes from, pick up some tracks and/or the book. Good stuff.
Savannah – you look amazing in your pics. Thanks for a great shoot!
It was an interesting experience seeing Natalie Fletcher do her thing for the first time. Here I was at Astro Lounge, a local hot spot I have frequented for years and hung my art in, and in front of my eyes a talented artist is body painting a mostly nude woman in a very fan-fucking-tastic Iron Maiden Eddie the Head’esque way. No duh, I loved it. Fast forward to a first time shoot with a lovely new model in town who played human canvas for Natalie a few times and damn… of course I’m thinking I gotta meet this talent and kick around doing a project or three.
Now there’s the rub of course. “Artist painting nude woman/women” attracts ‘photographers’ like flies to cheesecake. Yeah I know, you thought I was going to say “shit” but I have to think that given a choice a fly would far prefer macking on an unattended piece of cheesecake far more than a pile of feces. But what do I know about the palette of the average fly?
Wait, where was I going with that? Oh yeah, the point was that the creative process between artist and, well, artist should be mutually beneficial and have some common editorial connection. I am fascinated with light painting on the human figure. Natalie literally paints on the human figure. Bam. Done. We’ll see where this may go creatively…
For now it was fun to simply witness her doing her thing and capture an image or three of her work. The girls who all volunteered were great! Patient, enthusiastic, cooperative, amazing. Great job all of you!
On a side note (though it’s actually the focal point of the entire project!), I think our local breweries should be sending Natalie a year’s supply of free beer. Seriously, your logos painted on the backs of lovely ladies for no other reason than it’s damn cool and paying homage to our home town and brewing industry: step up and start sending that beer! And thanks to Astro for being so accommodating and cool. You guys rock!
I had a great shoot the other day with Brianna, 99% focused on a particular theme. During a bit of warm up though (never disregard that 1%), we captured a couple of opposites. An image immediately stuck itself in my head that I couldn’t discard. Odd… how many times do I ever get to say ‘disregard’ and ‘discard’ in back to back sentences? Probably never. Or maybe in an 8th grade essay I did a billion years ago, who knows. How often do I engage in hyperbole however? Probably a zillion times a day I’m sure.
Anyway, I did end up liking the interplay of the two images. And if you look at it without focusing you might just see a kitten ears…