Well the couple who was to come down for a shoot canceled on me. I was surprised the they agree in the first place considering the distance between us. Never fear I will continue my hunt for models, its so tough when you can afford to pay. Meanwhile..,
I think these would love delicious on a model…, or parts of a model. Not for the faint of heart or those uncomfortable in their skins.
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.
The toughie, I never smile…, ever. But she did…, having a good time, teased, played with, and loved every minute because she was treated with respect. All the older men who took advantage of a kid. I admit she was no real angel, had too many problems,and many addictions. She was a very troubled young woman, her life on a downward spiral. I worried about her, she might end up DOA, another statistic to a madly run war on drugs.
You can’t save them all, I was told. I just wanted to save one little girl child/woman.
This image was shot in 2003, the model and I had worked together for sometime, getting to this image. She was by no means a professional model, fresh off the farm literally. When we first met I remember a very determined young woman weaving her way over to where I was sitting. As I watched her approach I was thinking like a photographer, very tall (good), a little awkward, part of the fresh face appeal (good/bad), wanting her dream…, so very apparent. For me the training, investment in time, and not if, but how soon would she be able to do nude work.
We agreed to meet for coffee, she had an unfortunate incident that morning, and was stuck at home, could I meet her apartment? My book has my look, and the models are in various state of undress, I never hide who I am. She asked, “how do you get them nude)? I ask, is the simple answer. So we set our first shoot, what I wanted as a photographer was clear in her mind. We worked very well, any misgiving she might of had, vanished in the face of my professionalism. We became fast friends, I showed her every piece of film I shot, I treated her with respect, and her trust level grew. The odd misinformation about what I shot for me, and what I was doing for her. Had a newspaper piece in her hometown press about a parade that she had a part in as a Bird of Paradise. All novice miscommunication, and the trust grew.
Then came the shoot that changed everything. She was getting bored with what we were shooting, any fear of being nude had passed…, and she was ready for something more challenging. I suggested a far more intimate and personal pose. Her first answer was an emphatic no, but I could see the wheels turning in her head. This was the ultimate challenge fear/fact of life she was facing. That she had consider this type of image in her thinking both worried me, and pleased me that she was considering my suggestion. To my delight she said if she was going to do this, she had to be comfortable.
So I was privileged to photograph this special moment in this woman life, freely, and without question. Oh the questions she had, that flitted through her mind, overwhelmed by wave of pleasure, and alarm. Afterwards, small ripples of pleasure came across her, and I was thinking how special this moment was for me too. I had been privileged to photograph her doing something so intimate and special. That she was a “nice” girl, a “good” girl who could be so harmed if I was not to do the right thing by her. Say what you will, it was my responsibility to hold this lady, this girl from harm by exposing her.Now years after the fact we are great friends. She never posed for anyone this way after, we’ve had the time and distance to be able to put this shoot in perspective. I have managed to assure her of confidentiality, and my respect for what she decided to share with me.
My work really is about a partnership, a working relationship that puts the model more in touch with what is happening to their images. Each model works with me in a collaborative manner, and no one is paid for their time until I sell. If they choose not to give me an email address, or choose to just ignore me, they have that right to privacy; all the rights and responsibility remain in place. I will do everything I promised getting them to pose for me in the first place. I believe that it is the only way to work. Because of the special nature of the images I take of these women we have developed a special bond that endures to this day, as do the friendship we have developed.
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.
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!