Thursday, November 4, 2010

Last Day of Photography

Feeling some what subdued today as it was the last day of class...I presented my pictures today of "Behind Closed Doors". Looking up at the screen it put a whole new perspective on them, almost surreal. These photos were a personal account of people close to me and whom I care about very much. The whole aim was to capture these people doing everyday events uncompomromised by the camera. The camera captured what my eye do not see. This more so was seen on the big screen, these photos just seemed to be photos. I didn't see the passion I had put into them. Quiet strange that I felt this way because they hold more than just a picture, they expressed these peoples lives behind closed doors in a powerful way.these are the photos I chose.



















Now I start a new chapter in my life with my family. I'm looking forward to each day's new experience and photographing behind closed doors.

Thanks Stuart for all your time and patience. I will keep in touch through the net and will probably see you in my travels.

Tuesday, October 19, 2010

Folio


The final folio is proving to be a lot of work. Time seems to be the most difficult part. People leave very busy lifes, myself included. I have been playing around with my phots in picasa. It can take you away from reality and before you know it you have been consumed for hours. Here are a couple of recent shots from 'Behind Closed Doors'.
 This lady is French. She works with me as a bar maid and can come across to customers very rude. She is a lovely lady with a heart of gold but not many people see this side of her. She lives in the country with five dogs, four whom are poodles. I am hoping to capture this to share. She is a very unique lady in her own right.

Mademoiselle

 Mademoiselle



Mademoiselle

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Emily at 11

Well, it has been so difficult for people to let their guards down and allow me to take photos of them. Often they agree and when I take their photos they become self guarded and do the whole smile traditional portrait pose. I could almost pull my hair out! I know what I want to achieve but can't seem to get it...Feeling so frustrated at the moment....

Ah! Finally my daughter agreed to have her pictures taken. Often she dresses up around the house and I wanted to take photos of her, but for a while she has said no. That's OK.  Today she said yes and loved every minute of it.
Here are some shots we took. They were a lot of fun.




Wednesday, September 15, 2010

SALLY MANN...Inspiration, Doubts & Questions

During the presentations I was intrigued by Sally Mann...Some photos were confronting and I wanted to look away but couldn't help but look. Having my own children I recognise that most of the photos are simply the kids at play and are not manipulated into anything other. In saying this some of the photos I personally would have not published...
In all she has given me some inspiration for not only my final folio but for my own personal photographic documentation of my family. All to often photographs of people are staged, posing at the camera. I want to capture my children for who they are in all kinds of personal adventures. All to often we sit at the dinner table and reminisce events, however small and laugh or cry. As my children grow and experience life at it's various stages they forget so quickly and unfortunately so do we as adults.  
I want to capture life of my family and close friends "Behind Closed Doors" and capture how they feel and want to be seen as a contrast to how they are seen. Can I do this? I don't know. What will people think? I don't know. But it will be so relevant for me and my family and then one day their family to see and have.

"...I struggle with enormous discrepancies: between the reality of motherhood and the image of it, between my love for my home and the need to travel, between the varied and seductive paths of the heart. The lessons of impermanence, the occasional despair and the muse, so tenuously moored, all visit their needs upon me and I dig deeply for the spiritual utilities that restore me: my love for the place, for the one man left, for my children and friends and the great green pulse of spring."


Sally Mann



Photo 12         Photo 4         Photo 2

Thursday, September 9, 2010

Bellocq Presentation

Today was presentation day and I presented on J.E. Bellocq. I found him to be very interesting, initially I chose him from the famous photograph of the young lady in the striped stockings. But as I began to research him further more rumours and stories about him began to unfold that intrigued me. I learnt a lot from the presentations from the other students today, I only hope that I was able to do the same for them.
Ernest Joseph Bellocq or John Ernest Joseph Bellocq as he was also know, born in 1873 and died at the age of 79. He was born into a catholic creole French family who resided in the French quarters of the new Orleans. His father worked at a shipping company doing accounts, his mother kept house and his one brother became a priest.
Belllocq went to a private school and lead a very cultured life as he lived across the road from the opera. He followed in his fathers footsteps and worked at the shipping company doing accounts. Bellocq got itchy feet and longed for something better and more interesting. He pursued his interest in photography and took photos of ships, family gatherings, weddings and communions. This soon recognised him as an amateur photographer amongst the people of New Orleans. He ventured further taking photos of the New Orleans Mardi Gras and not long after made a name for himself as a professional photographer opening his own photography studio in town.
Not long after his father died his brother Leo move onto the priest hood and Bellocq moved out into his own apartment one and half blocks from Storyville. Storyville was renowned for it's legalised brothels and prostitution. Bellecq managed to befriend these women and gaining their trust they allowed him to photograph them clothed and naked. People in town speculated that these women allowed such thing because of his grotesque appearance and dwarf like stature. In reality Bellocq was quite an averaged size gentleman who was noticed for his red scarf that was almost his trade mark along with his femine style of jewelery that he wore.
Each day Bellocq would walk one and a half blocks to visit these women with his 8"x10" camera. He took a variety of pictures of these women being only Bellpocq and the one women in the room at a time. The women are portrayed as women who are working. Sexual acts or sex itself is all absent from Bellocqs photo's. The women seem to be totally trusting and at ease with Bellocq's presence and the task of having their photograph taken.
Bellocq not only photographed the women in the brothel he also photographed them when they were sick in the hospital. He had quite a relationship with these women. In his last days bellocq was leaving his studio when he collapsed in the street. He was taken to hospital were doctors said his days were numbered and that his condition was one of senility.
After Bellocq's death Leo his brother went to his apartment to collect his belongings and found them in disarray. Lamps were broken and furniture was upturned. In the back of a torn couch Leo found about 100 glass slides.
These slides were bought by Lee Friedlander twenty years later from a junk shop. unfortunately some of the glass slides were damaged due to hurricane Betsy. Friedlander restored the slides as best he could and reprinted the pictures. To his surprise some of the women in the pictures had their faces scratched out and were unrepairable. It was thought that Leo had scratched out these women's faces to protect their identity, but this proved not to be the case. The second theory was that Bellocq himself did it due to an affair with one of the women named 'Adele' often seen in the photographs holding a locket of sorts.
Friedlander published these photos into a book called 'Storyville Portraits'. There will be some unseen photos of Bellocq's work again published shortly.
A movie was also made of Bellocq's life in Storyville called 'Pretty Baby' starring Brooke Sheilds when she was a young girl. This movie caused a lot of controversy because of the age of Sheilds at the time and the content of the movie.
All in all none of what I have written has any truth as during 1911 and 1913 when Storyville legalised prostitution it also became know for Jazz music. Unfortunately someone didn't want history of New Orleans to become public so destroyed all evidence of what we can only now speculate upon.
“When I sought to learn more about Storyville and it contribution, if any, to the development of early jazz music, it didn’t take me long to discover why nobody had ever written a history of the area. The public library’s files of newspapers and periodicals had been vandalized, with countless issues clipped, very likely by persons who had stake in suppressing the information in them. In 1938, The TimesPicayuna threw out its files of photographs.”






Sunday, September 5, 2010

Evening Sky

Every evening the sun sets at the front of our house. We always Marvell at how beautiful the sky looks. As we have only been at our current address for 2 years we haven't managed to observe the sky as much as we would like through the changing seasons. Stuart mentioned in class on Friday that the light is really wonderful for the next few weeks. I took this into account but cringed at the thought of getting up at the crack of dawn or before hand to take some shots.
Talking to other students and reading blogs, people travel far and wide to capture a photo of brilliance. Last Saturday evening I was walking out my front door at approximately 4.30pm on my way to work. As I did I looked up at the sky...I raced back inside and grabbed my camera.
Sometimes brilliance and beauty is right under your nose and sometimes all it takes is a minute to stop and smell the roses to recognise what is before us.

Thursday, September 2, 2010

Two of Me!


I have to laugh at myself. Not at me in the photo but at the deliverance of the photo. Taking the photo was easy enough but photo shopping (Montage) it was another thing entirely. I listened, I took notes and thought I had an understanding...(laughs) I couldn't even open my photo (Laughs)! With a little bit of one on one and lots of patience from Stuart...I managed this! I'm impressed and cannot wait to try it again. I have just down loaded picassa and yet to try it. But it should enable me to investigate at length a similar shot as above.