Listening Through The Lens
The other day I did something I never expected ever doing: asking a person I barely know whether she would be willing to sit through a photo session for me. Luckily after explaining my experimental project, Daniela, a colleague at work agreed and when all other attendants had left the meeting room I rather quickly did three portraits of her close to the window against the sunlight. I assume Daniela would have hoped for these pictures to get blended with something more interesting than just an analogue camera but I certainly did not (consciously) know this myself - for I try as much as I can not to "cheat" (as in not memorize the sequence of photos I took on that film) when it comes to Organic Random Photography. And I must admit I like this picture, also because of the title my wife Nina came up with.
The Three-Dimensional Photograph #1
Believe it or not but the power utility I work for hosts exhibitions in what it calls the "Vertical Gallery". Until a few days, it hosted some early works of Cindy Sherman. Some of this famous artist's self-portraits got superimposed on the silhouettes of the shoes that Nina wore on the day of our civil wedding. Because the eyes meander between the shoes in the foreground and the gallery in the background the photograph creates the illusion of 3D.
Like A Flower In Her Hair
These days I have my analogue camera with me almost all the time. That came in quite handy when Christina and I were waiting for the fashionably late Claudia to join us for one of our regular breakfasts at a rather posh Viennese café close to work. The psychedelic element was created by the "Visualizer" of i-Tunes on my MAC when playing the music of Rabih Abou Khalil.
Beauty Is Kind And Gentle
A portrait of Elisabeth (taken on a sunny day in the canteen at work)
got blended with the section about 'beauty' in Khalil Gibran' s book
'The Prophet'.
Release Your Mind
Nina' s profile merges with a long exposure picture of the view we have from our apartment's "work room".
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