Sunday, July 29, 2007

some special things

Well, the last thing I need is a new hobby. I have a terrible knack for over committing. I get enthused way too easily...but I have a sincere love of beautiful imagery and never wanted to be a photographer, or even know how to take photos - but I love beautiful pictures! I drool over the lovely images posted by the blog ladies all over the web, and I just crave to have my photos alive and full of light and detail like that -- ooooh the obsessive compulsive nature comes out!

So, We have a camera that is far too nice for us, so this weekend I did a couple tutorials on the net to figure out how to change the aperture and shutter speed - to avoid the automatic flash, and I fiddled a bit and took some pics of the stuff I bought at the Chinese market. (and a bowl of shells from New Zealand, which seemed to coordinate...)

So I have the same feelings about crafts, but again, there are reasons to delve into such things - even when my whole illustration/comic book fascination is left hanging...not enough days in this little lifetime is there?

So, here’s my first photography attempt...(at the technical side at least - my B.F.A is partly in photography, but mostly theory... and I never learned enough about the technical side of things...but you wanna talk about neo-conceptual photography and the Vancouver school – a.k.a. - Jeff Wall, Roy Arden, Stan Douglas and Ken Lum I can participate for a while, before I pass out from over-articulation of hyper-intellectualism..eeegrrrg!)

Cups for tea
oolong from China
glass jars
wrapping paper
little river stones
a glass bowl
sea shells

what could be more enticingly nostalgic?

1 comment:

Erika Hastings said...

Ok, I can totally relate to this. I think that's why I feel like I'm starting from scratch with so much of my person art exploration, particulary with the business side of art because I learned all the conceptual stuff, the art history, comtemporary artists, but frankly I learned very very little that was practical, like techniques and how to make a living as an artist. I mean, what were they thinking? I still feel a lot of frustration from that experience, kind of like ripped off - 4 years of university, but now I have to forage my way through, trying to figure out how to be an artist.