drawing | dance, we can
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i don't exactly know where it came from, but all of a sudden, i found myself at the disco...
flaming nora! today i notice i have drawn a girl with a goatie, and barbie® by mattel? hee hee...!
let's dance! chez patrice
flaming nora! today i notice i have drawn a girl with a goatie, and barbie® by mattel? hee hee...!
let's dance! chez patrice
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corner view ≈ bridges and backroads {US bound}
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the bridge that once upon a time unsettled me most is the san francisco cypress freeway viaduct of which parts came down in the late eighties loma prieta earthquake. i traveled the states in the year after and on one of my walks bumped into it. a local stopped by and together we contemplated our communal train of thoughts. the deserted bridge bore a frightening, if for some reason, serene sight. {this picture of course and by far not exuding serenity}.
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on the same trip i encountered my very first live back alley. somehow backroads always look more sinister in the states than anywhere else, something to do with the collective (television) memory, i figure. as the greyhound bus pulled up over a baltimore double four lane {adorned by memorable hanging traffic lights}, i couldn't help expecting a flaming red starsky & hutch car screetching outa narrow back road. needless to say that didn't happen. ☻
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a thought on a. adams and drawing | tile
it's a good thing to {blog}scroll back in time now and again and reread what all one promises the reader. as such i promised a come-back to arnold circus {in this dc theme}, and also to photographer ansel adams, whose well known natural photos i stared at in the london nmm, last december. as it happened, a video on adams' beliefs played and i set myself down, looked, and listened. much to my surprise, an inner conflict arose.
i may have misjudged ansel adams a little as a wonder. this belief fired by my former photography teacher, i always imagined adams meticulously fiddling with his technical camera to get light, image and atmosphere right as he found himself e.g. at the bottom of a mountain. i wasn't wrong there. listening to the man's own view on things in a 1980's video played in situ, meditating on his form of art and his dedication, i think i got my imagining all wrong.
while i pinned down adams as a man of great skill {which he undoubtedly is}, shooting his photo as he bumped into his perfect setting, i discover he actually configured his image in his mind beforehand, then went looking for it, made the photo and brought it back to the studio, if necessary enhancing to come as close as possible to his original expectation.
so, in other words: not looking for {beauty in} randomness, but hunting a very specific setting. it's not that adams doesn't say interesting things, we're talking the nineteen-eighties! and here he is predicting the imminent digital printing revolution to a tee already {just look at us, home-engaging ourselves, in the image industry only thirty years onwards}. it's just that i'd figured him a different technician. as he goes on to explain how different prints of one and the same scene differ in quality and intensity because of the {dark room} performance, ...
... he coyly admits shooting two photos of certain scenes is mandatory, 'for protection'. i can't but admit myself i feel let down, disappointed, somehow unable to shake the deflation from that point on. perhaps i need to study ansel adams again, now with my own eyes, not my former teacher's. perhaps i am no longer the girl i used to be.
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perhaps i should just stick to this week's drawing challenge, hosted by the queen of the castle at the eisenbach~hamburg, {"the longer the title, the nobler its carrier"} ~ who's leading us to many-splendored tiles. ... these tiles in a thrift shop i fell in love with at first sight and i have as good as literally reproduced them. i did slam in an hungarian proverb for fun. watch out for its meaning. ☻
corner view ≈ stunning architecture
i simply can not rain on my own parade, can i? although it needed half a memory and some patience to reach back for some stunningness extraordinaire. here goes. all via sweet station. enjoy, and no! sadly not on my block, no... ☻
1-4 : victor enrich {created in photoshop ☻}
5 : rem island, amsterdam
6 : whiteread house, via tate
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and two more for their quirky nature, architecture miniature, much appreciated...
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1-4 : victor enrich {created in photoshop ☻}
5 : rem island, amsterdam
6 : whiteread house, via tate