Thursday, October 29, 2009

jack-o-lanterns ...





....never carved a pumpkin before ....

its a pretty gruesome process scooping slimey pumpkin brains out with bare hands ... scraping out the stringy skull lining with a spoooon.....erghhhh
shudder....
all in the spirit of Halloween and the following "day of the dead" ...

jack-o-lanterns are like snowmen ...everyone makes their own style ...
quite addictive :D





spooks and goblins and ghosts ...
sugar skulls and candles,....

and .....harry potter ..... ?

Monday, October 26, 2009

she's gone.........


... in a tiny dark lush brown velvet and extravagantly gold theatre, of ancient nobility, in a castle near Como with only 20 seats for guests, at wonderous miniature productions I can only dream of, I photographed the

"in teatro" series ...

I am only just realising how sad it is to part with some of my absolute favourite images ...
of course I am glad they will be out of their storage boxes and will be framed on walls ...
but still......
sigh....

these images were all shot on a big old bellows camera (head under the dark cloth) on 8x10 inch polaroid ...which is magical stuff ... no longer in production and very difficult and expensive to shoot even when it was in production. The results are now collectors items, unreapeatable ... irreplaceable and entirely original...no film/or digital image was shot ...
the polaroid was the final product.

I sent away the the first two images to a collector in the USA a few days ago ,...and each day I wake up thinking I wish I wish they were still with me ...the third polaroid is on its way back to Italy, to an Italian collector .....

I guess this is what it is like sending children off into the world...? knowing theyre never coming back and you can never see them again ....

sigh
....

Thursday, October 22, 2009

the hairy butterfly



the latest in the "birds of paradise" series ...
through the looking-glass, hidden in an obscenely extravagant Italian castle....
encased in gold,.... is a very very hairy butterfly...


it's another oddity from the Matchstickgirl curiosity cabinet

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

birds of a feather ...




Lurking in the lush jungley New Zealand native rainforest...
are many strange creatures ... unheard of and unseen anywhere else in the world...

one of them is called Morag Magnolia Brownlie
a brilliant and amazing Choreographer and Director.

Lately we have been working together on the imagery for her latest dance project
"birds of paradise"
part of the Creative New Zealand dance festival which runs all of this month







Friday, October 2, 2009

the enchanted lens




Frances Melhop: The Enchanted Lens

At the other end of the rabbit hole, among the ferns of the New Zealand countryside, there sat a little girl by the name of Frances. She really, really wanted to see the scurrying pink eyed rabbit come out of that little patch of darkness. She imagined herself engaged in a formidable argument with an ill-tempered caterpillar and she wished for just a little sip from Mock Turtle’s tureen brimming with beautiful soup. She simply needed or better yet, she demanded, something fantastically absurd to happen.
Many times before, she had heard fabulous tales in which princesses slept inside crystal coffins undisturbed for centuries, their beauty preserved by inexplicable magic. She had read accounts about wooden boys turned real by the power of true love. She’d listened to myths of tiny fairies fluttering about and little winter pixies huddling inside a magpie’s nest. She was utterly convinced that all these creatures were out there in the forest, teasingly glancing at her without allowing themselves to be seen. Yet Frances always felt truly at home in this land of make-believe among her whimsical companions.
This is how Frances Melhop grew up to be a story teller. Her affinity for fairy tales only became a stronger source of inspiration as time went on and, quite naturally, women became the focal point of her visual tales. Her photographs now incorporate every possible aspect of the archetypal female: the damsel in distress, the marionette craving for autonomy, the persecuted heroine and the youngster untainted by malice or deceit. Frances’ characters are never regarded as mere objects of tantalizing beauty, but rather as vehicles through which the story is told in successive vignettes. Melhop despises the way in which women have come to be portrayed in fashion and advertising. Often times they are nothing more than the unwilling recipients of a vulgar and distasteful set of attributes and expectations. In sharp contrast, her work breaks away from this trend to render females in a much more thoughtful, considerate and elegant manner.
Marionette is an ideal illustration of how, through such a succinct and forthright image, Frances Melhop is able to imply the many layers of meaning within the tale. Here, the puppet and the master are one and the same. The duality of their roles develops into a symbiotic relationship between them. It is a complex bond that simultaneously grants them both freedom and confinement. In appearance, the human is simply in command of the toy. Paradoxically, the puppeteer enacts her dreams through the actions of the marionette, so that the puppet turns into an agent of freedom despite her attachments. The issue of ethical behavior and personal boundaries is candidly addressed in this photograph.
What remains unequivocal is that Frances Melhop is the one gently holding the strings behind all her images. Her work is distinctively her own. In recreating these fairy tales she whispers secrets, unveils beauty, washes away bias and connects us all with the acorn of truth that sleeps within our collective consciousness. Her lens is the rabbit hole of our childhood that holds the promise of a magical, kinder world.


press release written by Christina Clarimon USA Arthaus66 gallery october 2009
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