I tested the faceapp and it worked pretty badly for my face. I was taking passport photo for my son and thought that I could do some face twisting and it escalated pretty quickly. At post I presented the images in similar fashion than in the app with emojis.
Blast from the past. I really like these doors and I returned to the crime scene almost two years later. I took just the middle part of the photo and added it to the “jail time” to get diptych that has exactly the same look. This adds quite a lot of darkness to the story but I fits to the current days.
The darkness surrounds me. I’m all alone and the pain fades slowly away. I’m finally free for all the eternity…
It was time to get dangerous and play with the matches. It took some time to get the light the way I wanted, but still life is good for playing with the lights. Nobody gets nervous when you put up setup number eleven…
These are what I call character portraits. They are part tests how the character design works, but also images themselves. I take these in studio whether or not I’m planning to use the actual character in studio. Currently I’m planning a series of images where this guy hangs out with death. I’m pretty happy how this character looks and I was pretty excited when I saw it “complete” for the first time. It took four months from idea to the first shoot just to get this death character finished.
This was also a first test of our new camera club studio and it worked really well. It was built with voluntary work from our club to the same air-raid shelter where the old one also was. This part of the cave has much better air (old had some mold in it) so after some building it was really nice to get shooting.
“Is this who I am. How strongly this defines me?” More food photography this time with back-lit vegetables and fruits. Didn’t have a stand this low so I put some spigots together to a rod. There was some bending in spigots after the shoot and it was not the sturdiest setup but it got the job done.
After all the shit he had to come through his heart had turned into a stone. He ripped it out to the open and asked: “Are you happy now?”. The surrounding walls didn’t respond and the agony of silence was all he had.