In the recorded video interview in the last room at the Tate show, Daido Moriyama said he prefers his work to be displayed in a book, as opposed to hung on the wall. When visiting The Photographer’s Gallery, earlier this year, there was a room devoted to Japanese photobooks. Here below is one of the many books that you could purchase at the Tate. It is interesting how he compiles the books, with no particular order and no particular beginning. You could open the book in the middle and flick back and forth and this would be ok.
So I borrowed my boyfriend’s DSLR camera for the third time and spent a good few hours taking shots of the models who had come along. Here are some of the results.
The digital shots were on a 20mm lens so it was hard to get close- ups. I also shot a roll of black and white on a 50-100mm lens which I still need to process. I am really enjoying all the workshops and courses London has to offer this summer. The session today, involved a brief introduction, followed by a shoot on location with two tutors and a handful of photographers from different backgrounds. The tutors were on hand to guide us with technical issues. Then we each finished up by selecting 6 interesting photographs and discussing them collectively back at the studio.
I made it to the RCA Show 2012 today, but only the Battersea site. It has changed a lot since I was at Howie Street. It’s much more glitzy and futuristic and has nice foyers and bigger spaces. I was definitely overwhelmed, excited and curious about the artwork on display.
The first artist I got struck by was Matthew Pagett
The two images above are explained here
KL14: million photograph of an unknown women reduced to a few pixels then repeated a million times -giclee print
On the right
KL15- Portrait drawing of a photograph of an unknown women whose face has been reduced to a few pixels then magnified under a microscope- graphite on paper
The texture of the print on the left was amazing. I could imagine there were tiny faces, but it was so small it became this incredible surface of brown. When I got close the brown- ness hovered and resonated. I have added a large image so you can get a little of the sensation
I spent the longest time in a tent with some little birds flying around. I was scared to go in, but I am glad I did in the end. It looked very closed and uninviting from the outside, but inside it was really atmospheric and cleverly done.
The first thing you notice are the living birds that fly away from a pile of seeds on the ground when you enter the tent.
Then I noticed the actual artwork, which was a film on a large flat screen monitor. It took time to engage with the story, as there were so many other elements inside the tent, such as a structure made of books and a garment, and of course the birds, a glitter ball and the audience watching the film. Then gradually it begins to fit together. I had to watch the whole thing again.
It’s like ‘Made in Chelsea’ but on acid, where a nice young man is heading to a party and accidentally forgets to pay for some oil for his motor bicycle. He is tormented by a fellow student? who looks like someone from the mighty boosh who is some sort of evil magician who owns a petrol station. The film seems to be about alternative realities with a bizarre, non- sensical layer weaving into the everyday reality we expect and are used to.
The film was made by Peter Georgallou.
The film is shot really well and is engaging enough to capture my attention for over 40 minutes. I enjoyed it, especially when I was the only one in the tent, as I could appreciate the sensations of the environment.
Image taken at my visit to the RCA show
I watched 3 films by Alice Evans. The two I preferred were: a pub fight after someone put a lollipop in a beer, but it was in slow motion with operatic music, a love story based on a poem by Walt Whitman, ‘When I heard at the close of Day.’ The latter was poetically shot and made me want to go to a cottage like in the film. It is hard to describe the film, so I have added links to her website where you can watch them yourself and also the link to this particular film below.
“In the stillness, in the autumn moonbeams, his face was inclined toward me, And his arm lay lightly around my breast—and that night I was happy.”
There was a great film by Fatma Bucak, which made me laugh out loud. “Blessed are you who come,” Conversation on the Turkish- Armenian border.
A women dressed in black cracks two eggs in front a crowd of paid bystanders. They do not know what is going to happen, but they know they must stay still for 15 minutes. One person is particularly uncomfortable about the situation. The film captures the women handing out bread to the crowd and walking amongst them while their personal chats are recorded and used in the subtitles, such as discussing where the film will be shown, the qualities of different societies etc.