I’ve felt a bit uninspired by my actual photography practice of late. I was ill for a week or so, but it went back farther than that, really, back to early January even. I think it had something to do with diet, maybe, or rest, or exercise, but none of that has changed much. Allahu Alim. […]
I haven’t shot much the past couple of weeks, not since I played around with the plastic bags, but I had a half hour or so one Sunday morning and took the opportunity to play around with the C.L.A.M. and see if I was on the right track.
This one really is a black plastic bag, sorta… It looks black out in the world, anyway, but the plastic is so thin that it goes clear very quickly. It’s another thing I pocketed from the office… don’t tell anyone.
It’s actually not a bag in the traditional sense, but one of the wrappers of a big stack of styrofoam cups that I pocketed from the office. Don’t tell anyone. And it’s actually the second night with the C.L.A.M., but that doesn’t really matter. No matter what night, no matter what light, I’ve had fun […]
A couple of weeks ago, I ran across some paintings and photographs by Marilyn Minter. I remember seeing her photographs of Pamela Anderson in Parkett back in 2007, long before I was interested in photography at all, and coming across her work now—particularly ones where there’s a sheet of wet and/or broken glass between the […]