Am I reminiscing again because tomorrow I'll be 52 ? No way, don't look back, there's too much ahead. No, I was filing negatives when this one slipped out of a pile. One of my very very first photograph at the end of the 80's when I was still a painter. I had got an order from a string quartet festival of an image to illustrate a poster and I couldn't think of anything else but use one of my installations, the painted cardboard, a cello bow I borrowed somewhere and take a picture of it. In my mind I had decided to quit painting but wasn't a photographer yet so this picture is the "in between", one of my first steps and as such full of passion. When printed, the full negative as shown here was cropped on the sides. Today I would resent that.
Thursday, September 30, 2010
Am I reminiscing again because tomorrow I'll be 52 ? No way, don't look back, there's too much ahead. No, I was filing negatives when this one slipped out of a pile. One of my very very first photograph at the end of the 80's when I was still a painter. I had got an order from a string quartet festival of an image to illustrate a poster and I couldn't think of anything else but use one of my installations, the painted cardboard, a cello bow I borrowed somewhere and take a picture of it. In my mind I had decided to quit painting but wasn't a photographer yet so this picture is the "in between", one of my first steps and as such full of passion. When printed, the full negative as shown here was cropped on the sides. Today I would resent that.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
This kid knows what he's doing. He moved away from the others, placed himself close to his model and chose his angle. He's already a photographer. There's nothing more to it.
The Quicksilver world cup opened today with huge and chaotic waves in Hossegor.
A yearly rendez vous I wouldn't miss for anything. Sport photography can be pretty boring but I take it as street photography with silhouettes and action.
Friday, September 24, 2010
The surfer hut has been put down and stored indoors for the winter.
A friend tells me I ought to make my own and erect it. Yes THAT is my dream.
"The point is, a Terestchenko project worthy of Terestchenko. And you can't deny that it has to be done. The world (and I'm not being sarcastic) needs and deserves The Surfer Hut. I'm not thinking of Pope's folly at Twickenham, or Johnson's in New Canaan. I'm thinking of the apotheosis of the function. You can't deny that you've studied it, minutely. You've visualised more of this already, than of almost any project you could undertake."
Thanks to Beth for sending this. Yes in my dreams that's the way I see myself aging.
