Thursday, February 24, 2011

Week 8 — For Lovers Only

Week 8/52

The title is stolen from the Polish Brothers movie of the same name, that is yet to come out but which I'm already obsessed with.


I'm not in love with this shot. I hate my bunny teeth and I'm not happy with a lot of it. But I felt compelled to post it, anyway. I have no idea why.

I had the absolute craziest week ever, work-wise, and I only had time to actually prepare everything for the photo yesterday morning, and knowing I had plans yesterday afternoon and for all of the day today. To make matters better, I didn't have access to my studio for as long as I needed and my remote broke down. So I had to make do. This is a bit of a comeback to the photos from my 365, with natural light, no textures and soft colors. I actually wanted to do something different, to use the texture within the subject and not in post-production, and that's what the tulle is there for. The inspiration for the shooting was also the trailer of the movie I mentioned above, with my currently-favorite actress, Stana Katic. I wanted something that felt as intimate and as gloriously romantic as that trailer feels. And damn, I can't wait to see the movie! :)

[+3 outtakes in the comments, becaus they're too close to this one for me to post later.]

EDIT: Here's the link to the trailer, in case you want to take a peek:

Friday, February 18, 2011

Week 7: she breathes rainbows

This photo came out competely different from the idea that I had in the beginning of the week. I was supposed to work with lettering and words, but got tired of that idea and saw the fabric, the colorful felt laying around in the studio. Yes, the rainbow is made of felt, that I sticked to the wall. LOL. I know, it's incredibly silly, but I was in love with this idea of the girl that exhaled rainbows and everything was so pink and pretty and I just went with it. I actually like the result; it isn't as dramatic as the previous ones, but I think it can be equally deep.

My anthem for the week was 'Let it Rain', by the always lovely and overly-mentioned-in-my-photos Sara Bareilles. And the lyrics are something like this:

I want to darken in the skies
Open the floodgates up
I want to change my mind
I want to be enough
I want the water in my eyes
I want to cry until the end of time

I want to let the rain come down
Make a brand new ground
Let the rain come down
Let the rain come down
Make a brand new ground
Let the rain come down tonight

I hold on to worry so tight
It's safe in here right next to my heart
Who now shouts at the top of her voice
Let me go, let me out, this is not my choice

And I always felt it before
That the world was filled with much more
Than the drowning soul I've learned to be
I just need the rain to remind me.

And this is pretty much what this is about. Let the rain come, make a brand new ground. Suffering is requires for happiness to come; you need to let go of old skins in order to get new, better ones. So I just need to learn how to let go. Let the rain fall, wash everything away, so something new and wonderful can grow.

Friday, February 11, 2011

Week 6: a girl and her guitar

I'm taking a bit of a risk with this one. It's my favorite shot from the whole batch, but it's monochrome, and I don't usually go with monochrome in these projects. But still, I love it. And to appease the color-seeking minds, a similar version, in color, is in the comments. And as usual, one of the textures is Pareeeerica's and another one is mine. :)


I don't think it's a secret to anyone here, how much I love music. And if you had told me, when I was in college, that I would actually be studying music now, I'd laugh in your face. But life has a way of coming back and biting you in the ass, even with good things, so I have come to realize, lately, that I am incredibly lucky to do what I do now. I study in a school that is welcoming, warm, made incredible friends there and I'm now part of a choir that is made of pure brilliance. I'm taking guitar lessons and voice lessons and I'm getting there, I'm learning and I'm allowing music to be a part of my life.

I have also realized, these past few months, that I have this almost pathological need to express myself. Perhaps that's what makes me an (wannabe!) artist, but I can't just sit and think and listen and not say anything. I need to express myself somehow, that's how I survive. And I have been blessed with the means to do it, whether it's through photography, through writing, through painting or through music. I am unbelievably lucky.

I hope you all have an absolutely wonderful weekend, my darlings. :)

Friday, February 4, 2011

Week 5: The Courtesan Asleep

Week 5/52

Characters are a good thing. They free us from ourselves, they allow us to take action where we normally wouldn't, they make us see things with a different set of eyes. That's why I always envied actors so much: they get to do it for a living. But the thing is, I can do it too. I do it for less time, usually for a few hundred frames, and then let it go. Or not. I can also live in this character for a day, for a week, when I write. And this, what you see in the photo above, is the culmination of both. I am writing this character right now, and at the same time I'm photographing her. She's a courtesan in Paris in the beginning of the 20th century, like Satine on Moulin Rouge; like Jane Avril in the Toulouse-Lautrec posters or Olympia in Manet's painting. That was exactly my goal with this photo. A painting-like feel (using my new lights, which I am LOVING) and the bohemian feeling. It's up to you, dear readers/viewers, to decide if I succeeded or not.

This photo is also an homage to the week that I had, in which I had so much fun that it seemed almost obscene. I went to an erotic fair last night (YES. LOL.) and one of the lectures I attended was given by this absolutely stunning guy, who besides being gorgeous also knew a couple of things about sex (heee! every girl in that room was drooling and sighing, I tell you). And he said something that made me think: It's not about how much pleasure someone gives you, it's about how much pleasure you allow yourself to feel.

This applies to every field of our lives; most of the time, we keep good things from coming our way by being negative — we don't allow ourselves to be fully happy. I know I did this a lot this week; feeling guilty for feeling so happy, for having so much fun, when I should... what? be productive? have a tamer mind? be a good girl and stay at home and in the kitchen? I had fun with friends and alone and reading and doing the things I usually do, but I felt guilty. And that's so ridiculous.

From now on, I want to do my best to live my life fully; to allow myself to accept pleasure with the same willingness I accept pain; to live epically, to love epically and to allow myself to be loved back. I'm tired of settling. I'm tired of the school of thought that made me think 'oh, maybe he'll love me later on' or 'I should not argue with her, she's a complicated person'. Screw that. Life's too short not to be lived to its fullest, and settling is not a part of that. I want to love epically, and I want to rise and fall and do it all, but I want to do it for real. And if I need characters like this woman for that, then hell yes, I'll do it.

[This week will have an exception; I'll post an outtake below, because it's so close to the original that I won't post it later, that's for sure. So you get two photos for the price of one!]