Friday, March 26, 2010
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
On the Subject of Muses...Part I
(Suzanne Farrell and George Balanchine in the production of Don Quixote)
Today while lounging comfortably in the presence of an unfamiliar documentary, I was confronted on the subject of muses. This topic however relative to my existence; is often neglected in poor form. I will admit this truth freely, with nothing to shield myself other than my lavish excuses. It is my goal to recover from this blindness and to develop a sense of recognition. Pure in form and long overdue, I would like to thank those individuals that made such marks in my creativity and for provoking such works of art. To many of them they are but artless souls who happened to saunter past an artist in need never truly
comprehending the sanctity of their being.
In the documentary, a similar story of Suzanne Farrell is told, the hopeful yet heart wrenching tale of an American ballet dancer who just happens to acquire the role of George Balanchine’s muse; A co-founder of the George Balanchine’s School of American Ballet. Through their rich connection on the stage and his faithful choreography an unspoken relationship is conceived yet ends abruptly due to Georges previously unresolved marital woes. Suzanne becomes nothing but a pawn in which is genius can be unmasked, taking shrine in her movement and leaving her emotions out to dry. I felt sorry for this woman…While her dancing was irretrievably striking I could feel an underlying sadness about her story that plagued something within me.
And so this was written, to replenish a stock of confidence within my subjects. My work may be small, but it would be nothing with out the livelihood of such angels; such strength you give. To Naseem: your beauty never fails to astound my lens! You have instilled an intimacy within my photography that couldn’t have been provoked by anyone else. To Wendy: It only took one photograph to realize the potential I see in you, your honesty is inspiring. To Papa: You didn’t understand the fascination I had with your hands but the endless discussions about art analysis proved to be worthwhile when I saw what you had given me. To Vesh: You are the shining beacon in all of this because if it weren’t for you, I would have never been given the tools to see and develop. You are a promoter, a loyal follower and an endless muse. “You are the wind beneath my wings” –Bette Midler.
Thank you.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
Silver Lining Presents....My Holga!
Due to recent damage to my shutter blades on the Nikon D40 I have been forced to seek visual life outside of the digital world. To my surprise it has not been as challenging as I had previously suspected and if anything it has only further developed my sense of perspective. I am sure that is what they all say...
To my luck I had purchased a Holga earlier in the year but because of my extreme intimidation, there it sat collecting useless dust and more attitude. (If you do not know this already, the Holga is known for its unpredictable mood swings ie. light leaks, cheap plastic and endless modification opportunities). So as I was saying, due to this digital demise I thought it necessary to keep my creativity alive and photographic imagination reeling; the Holga provided a new relm of discovery. It was time.
It has now been four long days since I dropped off my 120 film to be processed and there will be four long more to wait. Truth be told, while the element of surprise is invigorating, it I imagine, is also endless. There really is no telling what your Holga is capable of from day to day. It is temperamental just like my emotions; So perhaps it really is a match made in heaven!
Here is an excellent website to get you started if you are interested in joining the fantastic Holga frenzy. I refer to this constantly as it has some wonderful tutorials and modification techniques.
http://www.squarefrog.co.uk/
To my luck I had purchased a Holga earlier in the year but because of my extreme intimidation, there it sat collecting useless dust and more attitude. (If you do not know this already, the Holga is known for its unpredictable mood swings ie. light leaks, cheap plastic and endless modification opportunities). So as I was saying, due to this digital demise I thought it necessary to keep my creativity alive and photographic imagination reeling; the Holga provided a new relm of discovery. It was time.
It has now been four long days since I dropped off my 120 film to be processed and there will be four long more to wait. Truth be told, while the element of surprise is invigorating, it I imagine, is also endless. There really is no telling what your Holga is capable of from day to day. It is temperamental just like my emotions; So perhaps it really is a match made in heaven!
Here is an excellent website to get you started if you are interested in joining the fantastic Holga frenzy. I refer to this constantly as it has some wonderful tutorials and modification techniques.
http://www.squarefrog.co.uk/
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