Doing some updates of work and treatment I like. This one has a simple title that is very descriptive. I love the S-shape to the vagina, the blur of fingers. My philosophy: Less is More. No gynecological tour de force, just the quiet contemplation of my subject.
I’ve been lucky enough to have a very unique model to work out ideas with. I have known her for some 10 years now. She is a friend who comes over not nearly enough, something that gives us lots to talk about. I love having her drop by to just talk. I get the chance to talk about what I am working with, and why, and what kind on concepts that interest my creative mind now; enough that it would warrant a test shoot.
Then the real play gets started, the day I finally get to see my ideas. I have boxes and boxes of things that I’ve collected: all things connected to nature, with all their own complexities; the curves, the shapes that only nature can make, with it’s cracked seedpod. Or the simple leaf, attached or loose, picked in summer or winter. Or the ageless rock…, spied off city-trail, sitting in the dirt.
The rest is parked in this brain of mine, filed under: Imagination. That little rock sat on my desk for a long time before I understood what its purpose was. The Burr Oak cap told me very clearly what it was for. It was up to me to find, and pursuade a model to let me show her what my idea might look like. Enter friend and muse!
As I look at some of the really great work of people in my business, I feel a sense of immense pride to see such excellent work. However, the models are not getting enough credit, in most cases, no recognition at all. I tell all my models that I could not do what I do without them. Otherwise, I’d have the pretty props and gorgeous lighting that no one can see. I quickly follow with assurance that they do have the ability to stay anonymous if they so choose.
So a peek behind the curtain with the ever lovely and understanding Jean Dawson.
Love the way the two texture seem the same. From a test that I did with a very understanding model last weekend. I appreciate having a model who understands that I am in it for the art alone, and is willing to just let me play…, see what I come up with. Still have to get this on real film, play with exposures, and light.
FaceBook censored this image as disagreeing with there guidelines. Why is America so afraid of nipples?
Here is a quick snap of the mugs I got from the lab. I told them after seeing the first one to think artistic. These were not mugs of the kids playing baseball or soccer that you sent to aunt Harriett. These were original work of art that I was selling. Told them to reduce the image by a quarter inch, and increase the space between the images by that same quarter inch. Much much better, except that I wanted the insides black to match the black in the image. Stay tuned.
WTH, I got my first mug back this week, as I figured it needs work. I am getting another one made to different specifications. I had to get it back, see it, hold it, and sleep on it. This is the sort of work that goes into an original piece of art that no one sees. That line is too small between images, the image needs to be smaller so I have a border top and bottom.
Waiting for the new mug that I can’t show either until I approve. FaceBook won’t allow me to show it either, I played enough to know that. I have skirted that line often with good results. Stay tuned.
Tuesday’s Grace was shot in a family burial plot on an old farm. One of my best subjects, lithe, and young.
I am trying out different background mat to see which I like best. These are for eventual prints, although the image will be on a coffee cup soon. Stay tuned!
Brand new treatment, soon to be coffee cup. For a $100 investment in my art you get a coffee cup.