a sampling of some images that were processed entirely in the new Aperture 3. that is with the exception of the fact that i cleaned up the backdrop on the first studio shot in Photoshop because it was quicker to clone/heal out the dirt and stray hairs on the floor than it was to doContinue reading “Aperture 3”
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30 Seconds of Love
i really love trying to pull myself out of my comfort zones. and working with the slightly unpredictable nature of a polaroid camera that chooses exposures for me is almost certainly uncomfortable. my camera is almost always in manual mode. i tend to have a sort of a 6th sense about exposure and reading theContinue reading “30 Seconds of Love”
Hearding Jellyfish
an emulsion lift is one of the really interesting things you can do with a polaroid print after it has been developed. the process intrigued me and now that i’ve got my hands on an honest-to-goodness polaroid, i had to try it. i’ve got a vision of a series of shots i want to doContinue reading “Hearding Jellyfish”
Instant Gratification
my mind has been in a bit of a whirling state lately. as much as i love a good shoot, i’ve really just been wanting to make prints and such with the photos i’ve already got in my library. capturing digital shots or even shooting film is really just the first movement in a photograph’sContinue reading “Instant Gratification”
alone again
andlostwithoutyou thisroomseemscoldandempty bringmebackthepiecesofmybroken heart
my roots are showing
so, as many of you might know, i’ve been shooting a lot of film lately. and while scanning the negatives, sharing the results on-line, and making some high-quality inkjet prints is great way to get feedback on my work, that wasn’t the ultimate goal. ideally, the negatives should be printed in a traditional darkroom usingContinue reading “my roots are showing”
Monster Love
Everything comes around Bringing us back again Here is when we start And where we end Goldfrapp, Monster Love
Of all ghosts, the ghosts of our old loves are the worst. – Sir Aurthur Conan Doyle
dusk
and as the night bruises blue and purple the blanket of stars remind me of raspberries and coffee the warm and the sweet
somewhere…
somewhere… sometime when you said that we would meet again some sunny day