Archive of ‘Photography’ category

Composites. Patrick Winfield.

It’s interesting sometimes, to think about all the influences, large and small, that have contributed to the people we’ve become.  Whether we grow up among those who are like us, or always feeling like the outsider, we feel their affect, regardless.  We become composites of all those experiences that we encounter.  Photographer Patrick Winfield creates his own composited scenes in which disparate elements come together as a unified whole.

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Each individual photograph, beautiful on its own, becomes an integral part of the larger composition.  We take in each whole in its entirety, finding it lovely, yet each individual element draws us in, we go in search of the undiscovered detail.  How like meeting a new friend, don’t you think?  We meet, find ourselves attracted to the whole, whether through mutual interests or similar personalities, but then over time, we discover all that has gone in to making the individual.

To see more of Patrick Winfield‘s work, please visit his website.

All images are via the artist’s website.

Dissections. Jean Faucheur.

Mr. F and I have been doing a lot of breaking it down lately.  No, that isn’t some sort of euphemism and no, I don’t mean breakdancing.  We’ve been apartment hunting in Marin County, where we’ve just landed for the next three months ( and hopefully by the time you’re reading this, we’ve found a home! ) and have been analyzing every possible rental backwards and forwards.  It’s pretty amazing how a place might look like a fabulous bargain until we start breaking down extra costs associated.  These photo collages by Jean Faucheur remind me of the way our perspectives change once we come at something from all possible angles.

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Just a minut shift to the left or to the right can alter our perception completely, perhaps allowing us to become aware of details we just couldn’t see before.  Have you ever found yourself going steadily along one way of thinking only to suddenly experience a revelation that causes a monumental shift?  Feels like I’ve been experiencing a lot of those lately.  Dizzying at first, but ultimately clarifying!

To see more of Jean Faucheur‘s work, please visit his website.

All images are via the artist’s website.

Nocturnes. Carla Berger.

It might surprise you to know that Mr. F and I are kind of homebodies.  At night, any way.  We get out during the day, hiking, adventuring around each new town we find ourselves in, but we often like to just spend our evenings at home with a nice dinner and a bottle of wine.  I do get the itch sometimes, though, and tell Mr. F that I need a night out.  There is something about being out when the sky is black that feels special.  It’s that sexy I’m-out-on-a-school-night-after-curfew kind of feeling.

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The work of photographer Carla Berger captures the alluring provocative quality to the night time.  Her blurred, often closely cropped images are like fleeting glances into a film noir world.     A world filled with seductive characters and intrigue.  Proof that sometimes we all need a little escape into the night.

All images are via Carla Berger’s Instagram.  Follow her for gorgeousness in your IG feed!

Awash. Nick Knight.

While much of the country is still slogging their way through snow and ice, here in Northern California, the rains have returned.  But the other day, I was caught by surprise by the first cherry blossoms beginning to make their appearance on our backyard branches.  I find myself checking every day to make sure they haven’t been washed away with the rains.

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These large format works by photographer Nick Knight, with their melting liquidity, seem to be disintegrating before the eye, just as the rain beats upon the new blooms of a coming spring.  The colors run with a painter’s touch, some petals fall but others remain strong.  We don’t always know why some flowers are allowed to remain on their branches while others spill to the ground before they’ve even had a chance to fully bloom.

To see more of Nick Knight‘s work, please visit his website.  More from the Flora series can be seen at Show Studio.

All images via Show Studio.

Utopias. Sandra Kantanen.

Mr. F and I chat frequently about our ideal spot.  But we often wonder, does our ideal really exist?  I mean, I’m sure it does, but will it be in the cards for us when the time comes?  The photographs of Finnish artist Sandra Kantanen explore the idea of a vanished paradise.

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As the artist’s photographs reference the vanishing idyllic landscapes of China and Japan, often Mr. F and I think about whether a perfect little spot we’ve found will remain that way forever.  We have a particular favorite, wonderfully isolated and beautiful, but we’ve seen it gaining exposure and fear what may happen to it.  We hope that development may be kept at bay, but we may very well find that one day we return to find our ideal being slowly erased.

To see more of Sandra Kantanen‘s work, please visit her website.

All images are via the artist’s website.

Dealing. Ann Woo.

Do you believe in fate?  I haven’t decided yet whether I do or not.  If it is true that events in our lives are predestined, then it must be true that “fate is a cruel mistress”.  This series of photographs by Ann Woo of a facedown playing card drove home to me the idea that we never really know the next card in the deck.

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I find, though, that it isn’t the hand we’ve been dealt, but how we play it that is the faithful test of who we are.  We’ve watched our best friends deal with crushing blows that might have destroyed others, yet they continue on full of grace and courage and love.  Cancer patients unwilling to be a victim fight back with everything they have.  A son turns tragedy into a life’s work in order to prevent others from the same pain.  We may be dealt a full house or a just a pair, but if we know best how to play the cards in our hand, we can still come out a winner.

To see more of Ann Woo‘s work, please visit her website.

All images are via the artist’s website.

Expectations. Julie Blackmon.

We all have expectations of life.  Perceptions of what our ideal world would look like.  Those expectations seem to be heightened these days by the images of perfect lives we are bombarded with daily via social media and lifestyle blogs.  Every meal shall be perfectly garnished with stylishly mismatched vintage dinnerware!  Children will be the very picture of tiny fashion perfection and their birthday parties shall rival that of the royals!

Taking her cue from the Jan Steen household, a 17th century Dutch painter’s style turned shorthand for a messy scene, photographer Julie Blackmon explores the disparagement between a society that is both “child centered” and “self-obsessed”.

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In her domestic scenes, we often see no adult figures, only children, as if pardon this turn of phrase, the inmates are running the asylum.  I apologize for that reference, yet it is what kept coming to mind as I was going through the portfolio.  I don’t think it’s necessarily a bad point of departure.  Children need freedom and play, it is essential to their development especially in our over scheduled world.  Blackmon is capturing these fleeting moments of the chaos of childhood, in all its messy, mythic reality.

To see more of Julie Blackmon’s work, please visit her website.

All images are via the artist’s website.  Artist found via Robert Mann Gallery.

Filtered Visions. Matt Crump.

Instagram has changed the way we see the world.  OK, maybe that’s giving the ubiquitous photo sharing app too much credit.  But perhaps it has unleashed in many of us the desire to capture not only what we see, but how we see.  The “candy colored minimalism” of photographer Matt Crump gives us a glimpse into one way of seeing the world around us.

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I’ve found myself thinking about the way we edit and filter our experiences through the photographs we post.  Often when Mr. F and I are out hiking or taking in a particularly moving scene, I reach for my camera or phone, but know as I snap the shutter that what I feel in that moment won’t be captured with the lens alone.

On the other hand, are we being conditioned to appreciate and applaud the manipulated version of life more than the natural?  Or perhaps we are drawn to images like these for their transformative and transporting effect?  Maybe it isn’t a question of one or another.  And that’s OK.

To see more of Matt Crump‘s work, please visit his website and follow him on Instagram.

Artist found via I Need a Guide. All images are via the artist’s website.

Delicate Impermanence. Seung Hwan Oh.

There comes a time in this life when we come to the realization that we are, indeed, not going to be here forever.  For some, this revelation takes longer than for others, but its definitely taken its hold on me recently.  This series, Impermanence, by artist Seung Hwan Oh emphasizes the balance between creation, life, and destruction in these ephemeral photographs.

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From the artist’s site– “The process involves the cultivation of emulsion consuming microbes on a visual environment created through portraits and a physical environment composed of developed film immersed in water. As the microbes consume light-sensitive chemical over the course of months or years, the silver halides destabilize, obfuscating the legibility of foreground, background, and scale. This creates an aesthetic of entangled creation and destruction that inevitably is ephemeral, and results in complete disintegration of the film so that it can only be delicately digitized before it is consumed.”

My mom’s illness has definitely caused Mr. F and I to think more closely about our own physical, emotional and spiritual health and what that means for our future.  There are no guarantees, of course, but we’re trying very hard to move through each day with a focus on not only on cultivating our all too quickly approaching future, but more importantly, to be fully present in the now.

To see more of Seung Hwan Oh‘s work, please visit the artist’s website.

All images are via the artist’s website.  Artist found via I Need a Guide.

Discordant Nature. Jessica Tremp

When we’re out hiking, I always notice something that seems so contradictory.  One would assume that most people who hike are doing so for the enjoyment of the outdoor world.  So why in the world would they think it is OK to leave their trash all over the trail?  Man in general seems to have this sort of dysfunctional relationship with nature and in this series of photos by artist Jessica Tremp, I see the drama being played out.

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Nature, in its ineffable beauty calls out to our spirits and our souls.  We long to not just see it, but experience it, for it to become a part of us.  But inevitably, our selfishness gains the upper hand and we do the very thing we hate– we become part of the problem.  We drive our car too much, we let the water run while we brush our teeth, we throw away what we no longer want and so that our garbage fills what was once pristine.  And then we cry over what we have done, cursing ourselves, only to continue the cycle day after day.

To see more of Jessica Tremp‘s work, please visit her website.

All images via the artist’s website.  Artist found via The Artful Desperado.

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