Sunday, 24 June 2012

Photographer In Transit...

Yesterday i left the Swansea docks and shipped out back to Reading. Four years previous all my possessions became stacked neatly inside my Fathers black estate. I come home with a van load of stuff i have collected over the years. I was shocked at how much i own. I thought in the months leading up to the big move, that it was mostly camera equipment that i had bought throughout my degree, Nope.

The year i spent in Swansea after graduating, has been a double edged sword. In one hand i have had a great year spending time with friends and setting up RED DOOR 44.On the other hand, financially it has cost me dearly, i could not find a decent job after graduating, spent a few months living off the system and eventually, temporally had a call centre job. Painting and decorating got me a bit of cash, i am to continue that over the summer to try and earn back the savings that i spent on rent and bills over the year.

Once the last boxed was wedged in the back of the van i had one final check of my room to see if i had left anything behind. I had, my room. i spent a few moments alone sitting and contemplating. I took a few photographs of the empty room. A tiny thought entered my head, i decided to photograph myself this now unused and empty space. This was to be the last photograph i took in Swansea before leaving for Reading. 

I sat on the bed i used to lay on, with the camera remote in my hand, i waited whilst memories flooded my brain, and pressed the shutter. one final walk out of the door i glanced at the image on the back of the camera screen. I felt immediately with definite certainty that this one photograph was the best photograph i had ever taken in Swansea.

'The last photograph'. 

Tuesday, 12 June 2012

Wedding Jitters (I'm The Photographer)...

It is less than a month before i photograph my first wedding. To clarify it's not my wedding, i don't plan on having more than one. I was asked by a great friend of mine if i would be available to photograph his brothers wedding, i was so chuffed that the nearly weds considered me to be their wedding photographer. As you have seen in previous posts and photographs on this blog my work isn't exactly traditional. Although my main practice is dealing with the abstract defunct negatives and more recently my new Polaroid series. I have actually taken a 'proper photograph' before. 

I met the couple for lunch with both sides of the family, it was a lovely afternoon spent with all. As i have known the Benson family for a while, there was a far more relaxed atmosphere discussing ideas and locations for photographs to be taken. I had made a book of photographs taken in Paris in November of 2010. These demonstrated to the nearly weds and their families how i photograph and what results i can get using particular cameras. 

The months have been flying by and the big day is nearly here, the past few weeks i have been trying to concentrate on moving out of Red Door 44 and my house in Swansea, getting things packed up. There have been many sleepless nights, I'm running ideas in my head planing where to photograph how long it should take me, getting the right equipment for the job, praying to the big guy upstairs for a sunny July. I have decided to use my DSLR for the main photography of the day and night, shooting the usual wedding family stills. 

I will also be using two film cameras to add a bit of romance (to the photography part of the wedding) there will be enough romance on the day on behalf of the rest of the goings on (a wedding). The two film cameras i will use are a twin lens reflex 120mm and the Holga 120mm. The film is specially for the bride and groom only. the TLR will provide black and white personal shots of the couple, the Holga will provide that dreamy vignetting and fairy-tale quality from the soft focus of the plastic lens. By introducing the Holga to wedding photography im not sticking with photographic traditions much like my practice.

Wish me luck for a sunny Saturday in July.

Just One More Thing Before I Leave...

Last week i was spending a day with friends, when a text came through asking for work to be submitted to the Oriel Bach gallery in Swansea, There was a cancelation in the gallery so the gallery has rallied round swansea and other local artists, to put work up on the walls for the next week or so. Im leaving for England in less than two weeks and so was pleased to be asked to put work in a group show for one last time in Swansea. 

I wanted to put some of my POLAROVID work in the show. I had some frames my Mother bought me, i sprayed them Matt Black got the the Polaroids mounted neatly ready for hanging. I will pop up soonish i think so i get the work in on time. will document them in the show and post on here. a.s.a.p

Fight, For Your Right (To Party)...

Prints on the wall, Statement in the pride of place, the room was spick and span, the opening of POLARVOID was nigh. An hour before i shopped Tesco of £200 worth of alcohol, (< i bought it, that last bit might look like i stole £200 worth of alcohol, well i have the receipt to prove it, anyway) i got the beer and wine an hour before the show was to open. went home, washed around the key areas and got 'dolled up' for 18.30. 
I walked through the club to get up to the Red Door 44 space, i noticed one of the committee members that i hadn't seen all week in prep for the show. 

I went up to him to let him know there was a little exhibition on with a few people popping in to see my work, he immediately questioned his knowledge of such an event. I tried to explain it would be a low key affair to calm is doubts, before i could say anything he mentioned the word alcohol, my heart froze for a minute or so as the next sentence to come out of his mouth was to leave a sour taste in my throat. 

" If i see any alcohol up there i will kick you all out " 

i hadn't told him that there already was £200 worth up there waiting to disappear in the best way possible (drinking the stuff), i couldn't risk embarrassment if he came up the stairs and shouted for everyone to leave, so i had to hide the goods, one thing i didn't mention was that before i went for home to change i had a photo taken on a social network site and posted online that there was alcohol to be consumed, now i had a bigger problem, invited guests were expecting booze and now i have none.

Fortunately i didn't given in the rest of Red Door helped me by making cups of tea and coffee and offering soft drinks, for the event. Some people went and a lot of people stayed through out the night, i was so disappointed about the alcohol or the lack of  and felt the night would be tainted, to my surprise it went well.  Family and Friends came to support me, and see me off when i head for home.