March 25, 2009
The word for this project is, ‘Red’ and I had two ideas. The first idea was to photograph eight different girls/women, each one representing a specific decade in our lives. Devoid of any makeup, other than red lipstick, the aim is to explore the notion of beauty and the reality of ageing. The second idea was to make portraits of ginger or red-heads as according to some research, the hair colour will no longer be with us in approximately 50 years: the red-head is endangered.
Due to various practical and logistical problems (which I won’t go into here as they are far too tedious) I have yet to begin the ‘Ginger Project’… but I haven’t given up!
Below are a couple of images from my first ‘Red’ shoot. The girl is five, she applied the lipstick herself. The images were taken with a Bronica SQA and the negatives have been scanned.
March 13, 2009
My most recent shoot at Sid’s was not an easy one: there was a misunderstanding between he and I about access and use of any digital scans; his wife thinks that the project is riduculous and I found it difficult to get the shots I wanted. (The camera I am using is a sweet thing, but you can’t attach a wide lens to it.) Luckily, Sid and I sorted things out – he is very positive about the whole project (and even tried teaching me about using flash) and I am hoping that the finished product will meet Norma’s approval! I’ve decided to post some of the images anyway, so that you can all see what I’ve been up to. I’m not sure that any of them will make even a preliminary cut! Apologies for the quality – when I scanned the negs, they looked okay, but on this screen there is all sorts of weird stuff going on!
March 8, 2009
This brief is meant to challenge our imaginations, to see how we as photographers interpret our word and what we make from it. As my eyes ran through the list on Clive’s screen, I immediately started thinking of projects for Travel, Identity, Home and Love; scribbled notes in the back of my little black book are a testiment to this. The one word I didn’t want, was typically, the word that I got: Red.
I’ve had a few ideas, but to be honest, none of them are exciting me at the moment and tomorrow, I need to present two in the seminar. Short of praying for divine intervention or taking mind-enhancing drugs, I am not sure what to do now…
Red. In the red; my love is like a red, red rose; red is passion, anger, hatred, sex; red is danger, excitement; red is the colour of the signs that tell you what not to do, how not to drive; as Claire pointed out, red is the colour of the earth; it is the colour of the blood that pumps around our veins (well, when it hits the air anyway.) The Red Cross, The Red Crescent, The Red Brigade. Red is one of my favourite colours. Argh. I need a project that is not trite, nor superficial.
Watch this space.