Showing posts with label photography. Show all posts
Showing posts with label photography. Show all posts

Thursday, November 4, 2010

Re-Inventing the School Photo: Stomping Ground

Now THIS is what a school portrait should look like:

Photo source: Stomping Ground

But instead, most of us grew up with school photos like this:


Ahhhhhh, the cloudy background. Let us take a moment to revel in its glory.

Yes, that is yours truly in 1985. Woooot! Let's hear it for '85!!
Miss Chubs! Killer bangs, as usual. (and no, I did not go to a private school. I just liked my plaids, okay?)
It appears Renee Zellweger took a cue or two from my pursed smile. Copycat.

Well I am hear to shout from the rooftop that Stomping Ground has really saved the day when it comes to school portraits.
Based in Brooklyn, NY, these peeps are on to something. I love the commitment in these photos! Just look at this warrior's clenched fist. Now that's passion.
Photo source: Stomping Ground

I first discovered Stomping Ground in a summer issue of Print Magazine and I just had to share with you.
Aaron Kenedi writes:
"If ever there was a visual trope in need of an overhaul, the school portrait is it. Perhaps you have overcome the agony, shame and abject horror of having your most awkward years captured for posterity, but 30 years later, I still have not. So when I heard about the photography studio Stomping Ground, my heart swelled for all those kids who will be spared such lingering wounds. The big idea at Stomping Ground? Let kids be kids. Let them celebrate themselves how they choose, in all their goofy, adorable, sweet, funny, and enviable glory. Let them laugh and dance, wearing the Batman costume or the princess tiara. Kids don't get to be kids for nearly long enough - so why not encourage them to enjoy it while it lasts? These are photos you'll acutally want to look at 20 - 0r 30 - years later instead of hiding them away in a drawer."

Photo source: Stomping Ground
Photo source: Stomping Ground
Photo source: Stomping Ground
Adorable.

Tuesday, October 5, 2010

A Rocky Mountain Fairy Tale

Last weekend we left our little island home and set out on a road trip through the Rocky Mountains. Our destination was a wedding in Canmore, Alberta, and after an eventful night in Vancouver with a couple of our favourite people, we drove for 11 hours on a beautifully bright first day of October.

Sadie was amazingly well-behaved, although we did stop in Kamloops to buy a portable DVD player. We made the mistake of allowing her to pick the DVD she wanted though, and now the shrill, inane voices of Strawberry Shortcake and her sugary friends are forever burned into our consciousness. On the way home, we picked up Toy Story and it was a MUCH more pleasant ride. We made the usual road trip stops: coffee breaks, gas stations, diaper changes. We marveled at the mountain vistas and lamented our numb bumbs. We also stopped at the Enchanted Forest because we thought Sadie might enjoy it, and she did...mostly. But.....have any of you ever been there?! It is seriously CREEPY. Allow me to post a photo:

AAGGGHHHHH!!! I KNOW - I WAS NOT AWARE THERE WERE DUCKS AT THE CHERNOBYL DISASTER EITHER.
I will spare you the image of the "Chucky"-like papier mache baby head that is resting at the bottom of the pond outside The Old Woman Who Lived in a Shoe's Shoe. Intentional?? Or an unfortunate and macabre casualty of molded glued paper left to withstand the elements?
The Enchanted Forest is fairy tales and papier mache gone wrong. Gone horribly, horribly wrong.
But, I give credit to the effort that went - and is still going into - making a "magical" place in the forest for children. But I would highly recommend against the use of ANY form of hallucinogen while visiting. To be on the safe side, I'd stay away from even Gravol.
Wait - come to think of it, you might need that one...

The rest of these photos were taken out the window of our moving vehicle somewhere between Revelstoke and Banff, with the exception of the last two, which were taken at Lake Louise on our way home.





With Thanksgiving coming up this weekend (in Canada), I will be thankful for the sun-drenched colours of Autumn and for this wide open wilderness we had the privilege of passing through.

Thursday, September 30, 2010

Ingredients!



I could look at these compositions by Swedish photographer Carl Kleiner all day.
From what I've read, these photos will be used in a recipe book by IKEA (available in Sweden only - oh, Scandinavia, you have such great style so please share it with the rest of us). This is an example of something I love about the internet....coming across little gems like these and posting them here on this blog. Who needs baked goods when you've got eye candy like this?






I love the orange peels in this one:






Do you have a favourite? There is more to see here.

Monday, July 12, 2010

Featured Artist: Walter Helena Photography



Ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls, creatures and critters, allow me to introduce to you the phenomonal photographic talent that is WALTER HELENA. The creative mind behind these images is neither Walter or Helena, but my dear friend Nadine. Nadine and I met a decade ago when we were students and working in a neighbourhood pub. Since then we've migrated to different corners of the continent and lost touch temporarily, but as the magnetic force of the westcoast would have it, we have both stumbled gracefully home and connected once again - this time via creative endeavours and creme brulee. In fact, our visits are never without the tastiest in food and beverage, and she is some of the most pleasant company I could ever hope to have.

Nadine has recently launched Walter Helena Photography and I am a huge HUGE fan. I needn't write descriptively about the works because the photos speak for themselves. But I will say that part of their success (for me, at least) is in each image's abililty to evoke an emotional response from the viewer. And because I know the photographer personally, I dare say that I can sense her mood just as the shutter snaps.

The landscapes are subdued...soft...kinetic. The florals are textured...still...vibrant. The urban images are strong...honest...confident. All are ephemeral - and it is this quality that gives each photo a kind of melancholic grace.

But this is of course my personal response to these painterly photographs. I invite you to read the following interview with WHP and allow your own response to surface.




KP: Under what circumstances/conditions do you feel most inspired or creative?

WHP: Dawn and dusk. Anytime really where the light is not directly overhead. Storms. After a glass of red or a tumbler of whisky. After I’ve been quiet for many hours/days. Spending time with the women in my life who are confident and slightly forceful and have grand goals and crass humour. Watching my partner work. Performing unfamiliar tasks. Reading. Wind. Walking new neighbourhoods at dinnertime before curtains are drawn.



KP: What type of equipment do you use?

WHP: For many years I used an ancient Minolta (a gift), which served me well, but its capacity couldn’t support file sizes large enough to print as full-scale as I was looking ahead to do. So I invested in a Canon 50D with a 17-85 lens, a computer with a very large screen, and Photoshop CS4. I keep it simple and my only accessories are a polarizing lens and tripod. While I know there are better, the camera is astounding and serves my purposes for the time being. I may grow out of it one day, but until I’ve exhausted every option and resource it offers, I’m pleased to keep it by my side. Or around my neck, as it would be.

KP: Is there a photographer or artist whose work you admire or are influenced by?

WHP: I appreciate and respect anyone who diligently strays from pretty photographs and commits to a focus and sticks with a theme. I hold dear any artist who stands strong with their creations despite lack of audience. I’m drawn to works that use colour in vibrant and different ways. I have always loved stark black and white and desaturated barren landscapes. I like works concerned with industrial scenes -- anything dilapidated. I love antique photographs and tintypes; I spend a lot of time in antiquarian bookstores looking for orphaned photo albums.

A few photographers that presently interest me:
Lobakov (http://www.labokoff.fr/)
Roy Arden (http://www.royarden.com/defaultee.shtml)
Stan Douglas (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stan_Douglas)
Chris Friel (http://www.chrisfriel.co.uk/)
Li Hui (http://huiuh.com/)
Fred Herzog (http://fredherzog.com/)
Lukasz Wierzbowski (http://sequin-covered-swans.tumblr.com/)
Jeremy Kohm (http://www.jeremykohm.com/)
Noa Emberson (http://www.joystain.com/)

As far as looking towards others for inspiration, I don’t outwardly like the idea. To be honest, I find repetition and duplication distasteful. At some level, I’m sure I’m being influenced by a hundred sources outside myself every minute. But the moment I try (and I have) to replicate a look or a style, the product falls flat and it has no meaning to me. The best photographs I’ve taken have been when I’m in a fluid mood and I am not trying for anything in particular. Those hold meaning to me, because they are deeper than mere thought.

KP: Your favourite photograph (of yours) to date?

WHP: This one:

It’s an older work, but I think its age serves it well because I’ve had so many chances to look at it -- and I always see and feel something different. My hope is that over time, all my pieces will be like people and become complex and find home in me.

KP: Where can we see your art in person?

WHP: Presently I’m only showing in one space, a gallery/bookstore in Vancouver. In the past I have shuffled larger stretched pieces around, showing here and there in my home city. Ultimately they were very positive experiences but two matters hold me back from doing much more showing of my work at this time. The first is the cost: to hang a show is rarely met in financial returns. The second is the isolation: it removes me from the process of knowing the people who respond to my work. For the time being, my work is available for viewing and purchase online. I work within Flickr (http://www.flickr.com/photos/walterhelenaphotography/) and Etsy (http://www.etsy.com/shop/whphotography).

While I’m still a grain of sand online (a platform so big I am daunted and overwhelmed), I can’t justify spending more time on sorting through the good and the junk to find appropriate people and places to publicize. Also, I think your audience can find you, albeit slowly, if you let them discover you. But to force your way into inappropriate spaces seems successful perhaps at the moment, but I wonder how it does for longevity. Most likely, I’m just too stubborn to commit to more time spent behind the computer that does not involve editing my photographs with a glass of Bordeaux at hand.



KP: If you were to offer one piece of photographic advice, what would it be?

WHP: Oh goodness, it would feel contrived to offer any actual advice because I feel strongly that photography, like any creating/crafting/art, should come from the core. We all have demons and hopes to explore and how we go about that is so particular and individual. I dislike guidelines (always have) in most arenas, especially with art. The kind of meaningful creating (the kind that changes you and shows you about yourself and the world) gets lost a little each time you adhere to another’s words of advice. So I suppose I would say just that: remove as much advice from your surroundings as possible. Trust in yourself. Lock yourself in a room, field, parking lot – alone – and go with your gut. Make big mistakes. Allow inappropriate dreaming. And keep on pressing the shutter.



KP: If you were given a plane ticket today to anywhere in the world, where would you go?

WHP: Anywhere quiet. With nature. And my partner. And European bakeries. Maybe a farm in France. Or a room in Montenegro. Anywhere that I can feel unknown and freshly optimistic that I don’t know all. The unfamiliar is good for me and keeps me humble.

KP: What does your perfect day consist of?

WHP: Waking early and inviting the animals into bed. Cuddling. Opening all the curtains as soon as I’m up to let the light in. I love the rituals of morning. Making americano. Walking the dogs. The smells of a day. Sitting by the river. Kicking pebbles at the beach. An outdoor market. Cooking a fine meal with my partner with a bottle between us. Laughter. Taking time to be in public with strangers and notice them. Really notice them.



KP: Chocolate, vanilla or strawberry?

WHP: Chocolate. With mint.

KP: What does the future hold for WHP? Creatively, how would you like to see your work evolve?

WHP: Ultimately, I would like to be able to support myself through collaborations and selling prints. But I have to continue to remind myself to forget this hope completely. When a goal, especially a financial one, is awaiting, it blurs my vision. It makes me rigid and takes away the joy of the process of creating itself.

I also tend towards preferring a path coming organically rather than constructing one. I shy away from plans and contrivances. I carve as I go. It can be more debilitating, but also more awakening. I want to be at the ready to be open to anything.



Thank you, WHP.

xo, KP


http://www.whphotography.etsy.com/ (so much more to see here!)