Monday, 28 September 2015

Light drawing

About a year ago I made friends with a chap down here on The Island who had started up a studio nearby (Studio2). It's been a long time since I used studio lighting, I tend to use natural light wherever possible. I would never profess to being an expert at using flash, but I'm slowly getting better and after a period of closure the studio will soon be open and I'll get to practise again. 

I've found over the last year that I tend to create small projects. It helps to give me a sense of purpose and direction and it's a good way to create an environment whereby you can explore creative options. Feeling a bit intimidated by the whole studio set up I started bringing alternative lights to the shoot, handing models lights and torches that are easily found in hardware stores. Once the model has the lights in their hands, the studio lights get turned off and over the course of the shoot we work out a direction and see what we can come up with. 

The Monochrom Project has let me both sides of the camera so I thought it about time I picked up the torch and had a go myself...




Influences:

Decorating, decorating, decorating, trying to get some bedrooms up together before Christmas. After so much painting I thought it apt that I pick up the torch and do a bit of light painting.

Film: The Green Mile, and the bursts of energy given out by John Cofey when he performs his miracles.

























Monday, 21 September 2015

Travels with my Leica

Upstairs is out of bounds for a few days whilst paint dries and we're all playing musical rooms, moving mattresses and boxes along a room at a time.

I haven't had a chance to get out the tripod and Monochrom today, (instead my arms are covered in white gloss) but I did grab an hour after tea to look through some earlier shoots to see if I had missed anything...














Monday, 14 September 2015

Never enough time

I could have done with more time today, but there's lots to do and it's got little to do with photography.

Copyright: Clayton Bastiani



The pointing finger








The frustration of too little time









Sunday, 6 September 2015

Green Badgers and the Headless Man

When I was a child I belonged to the local cub scout group and as part of our activities we went camping a lot. In those times before we fell asleep we would either play space battles on the inside of the tent with our torches or frighten ourselves with ghost stories - the most popular of which were tales of the giant Green Badger (I kid you not), and the Headless Man (who seemed to only haunt the toilet block making us scare for our lives if we needed the loo in the middle of the night).






Influences:

Apart from watching R.W.Paul's 'The Motorist' I've made a little list of films and clips to look through over the next weeks:

A Page of Madness
The Cabinet of Dr Caligari
The Seventh Seal
and Nosferatu







The Headless Man





Whack-A-Mole












Ghostly Capers















The Crash













Disa-Rea-Ppearing Act














Box-Portation