sensitive yet very, very masculine....

ok. so i've just gotten home, its kinda late (the tube is still running but its been a long day...), and i've had some truly lovely times with a very amicable group of young photographers. as always, the best bit came at the very end.... tina and hubert the only witnesses. one image to leave to posterity....

this is me playing with the digital camera....

....LADIES AND GENTLEMEN.... THIS BLOG IS A DIGITAL VIRGIN NO MORE...

its all over, and yet....

so, finally all has been handed in, people who were way less organized than me spent the wee hours of the night writing their essays, and the morning printing, pasting, organizing... thank god I had everything taken care of... thank god I am the organized anal retentive individual that I am... nice one!!!!
alright. I go to school, meet my buddies, have a chat, hand my stuff in, and yet, somehow, I don't feel the relief of having ridden myself of this massive burden... the sun is out, my classmates enjoy the view of the spring coming out (the skirts, the tank tops the wonderful lightness and gentle bounciness of the newly arrived sun). I, however, feel compelled to retreat in my little tunnel of darkness and disgrace, the chemical fumes pounding at my nose like a cuddle by iron mike. yes, stupid me, I cannot control the urge, and go down, and print some more. I print till there is no more paper to print on. I feel like i am developing a strange and sick relationship with that poodle of darkness... i am enjoying the printing process. oh, god... save me.

images

by the way, I am not sure if anybody noticed, bit there are no images on this blog... I am happy to announce that my digital camera has made its way from the good 'ol US of A and is travelling to its (proud) owner as we speak.. hope to get it some time this week. keep looking... the digital revolution is nigh.

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darkroom...

I am quite happy with the way I managed to shoot "old_school' and manage the process. I was able to hand print 15 images, to a fairly decent quality. There was a lot of dodging and burning, which I though was quite an indication to my skills as a printer, but somebody cleverly pointed out today that it is more of a hint to what a sh#t photographer I am... Anyways, might use them all, or might cut it down to 13-14-12, don't know yet.

I has not been easy, considering that the only days I could use the darkroom (due to the vii seminar) were tuesday, wednesday, and thursday, that the darkroom closed at 5 o'clock sharp (actually, 4.45 since at 5 the room has to be physically locked, and we should all be halfway down the stairs of the main entrance), and that tuesday morning when I showed up at 9.30 sharp, the black and white darkrooms hadn't been serviced, so had to wait till mid day to use them. In my angry ramblings, I usually say 1.30, but Tonks correctly pointed out that it was more towards 12ish...

Having said that, it was a great three days... just me, my ipod, and JT... and when I say JT, I mean the Tonks man, not Justin Timberlake!

stay at home fathers finally taking shape...

Ok. Lets talk a bit about my work... Spent a week shooting around London in my Vespa (exactly how cool-not-so-retro-italian am I?!?!) photographing fathers who stay at home and look after the children while their wives go off to work. WOW, what an experience! Coming from a very "machistic" society, it was very hard to imagine men leaving the "winning the bread" job to women, but it happens, and it works perfectly... These dads have nothing to be ashamed of, they performa full time job, and develop an extraordinary relationship with their offspring. And last, but not least, don't have to deal with @##holes in the office (sorry, had to do that to keep this PG13).

So I shot the project in black and white cause I thought I was going into a battlefield, and wanted to follow in the tradition of the best combat photography, unfortunately, it was more like going into a hyppie village full of stoners, these kids were so well mannered. No crying. No whining. No ball breaking for no good reason. Perfect little kids, happy, polite, and generally lovely! I had started the whole thing in black and white, and kept consistent.

Out of the 3 families I shot, I decided to use only one for my essay, and make a kind of a "day in the relationship between a stay at home father and his daughters" story. I have plenty of great (great is a big, complex word) images from the other fathers too, but wasn't quite sure how to work them into the story. I will keep shooting them, and see if I can develop the essay further. I am quite intrigued. The fathers themselves seem quite happy to have me around, and hopefully they still will, even after they see the pictures.

All in all, I am quite happy with the project.