Changes to Site: Sans Image

Changes have come to my life, and my site, please bear with us as we make adjustments. Those life changes have come about as I prepare to enter my seventh (70) decade on earth in a little over a year. The need for recognition of my body of work, and the mindset behind the person with the camera is suddenly important. The idea of my work discovered by person’s passing by, and finding a dusty box is too much for me to handle.

I had been working with film so long its second nature to me, like scratching an itch. In the years before my stroke, I used to go into a sort of hyper-drive. Moving almost by instinct, sensing the light as it changes, sun movement…, then translating that information into usable form for my camera. The aperture set, though not in stone.., play with the light, play with the model, set her free to move, feel the freedom and the approval. Meanwhile set the camera to the changing light, flash or no? Moving in a blur of motion, words, grunts, and “Ohhhhh!”. The absolute highest form of approval I can think of.

Models know when that have reached that sweet-spot, a little smile and they are off working that pose for all it worth. That vein of gold, worked till its played out. Its a partnership of the most intimate nature, second only to the actual act. That trust doesn’t come overnight, and a sort of “Stockholm Syndrome” can set in. The model can become so relaxed, and comfortable with the shoot, that they sometimes have regrets later about how much of themselves they exposed. So often models come at a vulnerable stage of life, where they are bullet-proof against any real harm.

My response is to stay profession, yes that pose or situation was very intimate, maybe sexual in content, and now the “buyer remorse”. I keep to my word, and no release was signed until all the work was seen. Those safe-guards I talked about, and you didn’t listen, are still in place; only time can prove that I have kept my word.

Life go on for the both of us, we go about the daily routines of our lives, never giving a second thought to life we lead. Then in my case, a major stroke that nearly killed me. I was hopelessly trying to pickup the pieces of said life that lay shattered before me. Nurses and doctors were telling all my friends to not expect much from me, things were touch and go. Took me years to get back most of what I had lost, but not quite. But considering the odds I was first given, I have not done too bad.

So too life for my site has changed with the time, and time limitation on my ability to create my work. To tie an otherwise very rambling statement together, these are reality of the various parts of my life and work. Now I have reached the stage where your help is needed to get that recognition, and to insure that my work can continue. With my partner, Hans Hoevenaar we are happy to present my new website dedicated to bringing my work the recognition it deserves, and perhaps some income so I can continue.

No need for a happenstance to bring my work to your attention. I have creating a new treatment for my work, limited for now to the smaller prints. Background matte printed with the same care and attention to detail that shows in my work. Elements from your print have been used in the creation of your matte that bring the work into a feeling of Ma, the Japaneses word for harmony, best explained thus, “Ma is not something that is created by compositional elements; it is the thing that takes place in the imagination of the human who experiences these elements”.

Whimsy

Star Falls

 

Welcome to the first of my flight of Whimsy.  When working as a photographer, I am like hunter, seeking…., trying to let nothing escape my notice.  Glittery objects catch the eye, I am lost in my own creative world.  I focus attention, lost in the curls, and the stars.  My eye seeking out the proper angle, let the curls lead…, no the stars.  The idle part of my mind creates a story, birthplace of stars, curling down to earth…., each little sharks teeth, one following another down…, till the ribbon snaps…., star free.  Curl…, rebounds give each star that little snap, and away.  Curl rebounds…, re-curls, springs back…, yoyoing, till the tension catches each curl in it position.

From the King William Fair held in San Antonio, Tx each April.  Used to be free, got too popular for its own good.  A nice family weekend, children welcome, their strollers not so much.   Gets pretty packed, people are looking for other people and not little ones at tripping height.  As photographer/hunter I get freedom of movement so I can stalk my prey, get a clear shot.

A dad asks, can he buy a roll of film off me, so I give what is a fair price for me, considering what I may loose not having that roll of film.  A bit of attitude at the price, I tell him that if it too much fine, I’ll keep it.

Latina Angel

She was one of those “kids” that are at risk, newly eighteen, already trying out the sex trade.  I saw her portfolio which featured tight shot of her pubic region.  I knew I could do a much better job, and maybe show her photographs as art.  She came to the studio, and changed into a really cute short bathrobe.  She sat there, smoking a mile a minute, a haze of blue surrounded her head.  For what seemed like 5 minutes, she when on about what questions she would answer, and never ask personal questions.  She sat there, tight as a spring, and asked, “any questions?”  Yeah, I asked “do you get “nekked”?  She threw off the bathrobe, preening, she turn to me like “feast your eyes on this”!  I studied her saying, “naw, let’s get you in a dress”!

She burst out laughing, and we were friends.  That is an important skill I have, knowing what to say in the moment.  Respecting my models, and having fun at the same time.  And not backing down when they test the limits.

 

 

Summer’s Light

Not too bad considering my studio is in an old house, built on the patch of land that used to be a dairy.  I trust that the magic will find our shoot anywhere, just use your imagination  Also people ask me if I don’t get tired using the same backgrounds, and props?  No, each woman makes it her own outfit, location, pose.  It’s magical what two people can do for and by art.

I’d like to mention that I may have a lovely model with a very enticing look so stay tuned.

Mess

Image by Mary Kent

Welcome to a very soft opening for my website, this site is a work of love. My friend/cousin Hans Hoevenaar actually built the site you see now, in the future look for big changes, a chance to shop, and support the art. Let me also express my gratitude to Aubrey Langford for the support and belief in my work. The three of us, each of various backgrounds, ages, and each with our own skills set have worked together to make my vision a reality.

Please excuse the mess while we furnish, and get things a little more presentable.

Churchyard Fence

church-yard-fence

Cross Processed film all the way!  I had to talk really well to capture this young lady.  Shot at Onion Creek, Texas on a family plot in the woods.  Started of well, got good images, but I gave her some advice that didn’t sit too well.  She said, ” I already have a dad!”…, ouch!

Toronto

west-college

 

Low Res Scan from my early twenty’s, West College Street.  I had just broken up with the girlfriend, new digs, new adventures.  That water tower in the background is the Hershey Plant were once a month they make chocolate.  First month it is heavenly, by month three you can’t stand the smell of Chocolate!  I was around twenty-five, and so full of myself.