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complete beauty
rachel brice
does anybody know what we’re looking for?
i have rarely seen a style such as andy denzler’s one. one doesn’t know if his work is a painting, video art or painting on photography. i like the way he plays between abstraction and reality, which puts a doubt into the reader’s mind concerning his tools of creation. he pushes the limit in a fictional world which quite looks real, though.
i really enjoyed watching his paintings and i think there is much to read and understand.
to be natural.
generally i really don’t appreciate fashion photography, commercials and easy fashion magazine shootings because of their lac of poetry and creativity. they mostly love to make the models stand out, by making them look artificially sexy and cool in order to sell us illusions and to push us to consummation. but there is mostly not much love left for the clothes and natural beauty, such as one can find in real life.
now there’s when peter lindbergh has written some fashion photography history. not only by choosing striking natural, beautiful woman, he also puts the spot on the beauty of clothes. he’s one of the few fashion photographers i have always admired.
Anonymous asked: What is your biggest fear?
some anonymous guy asking me what my biggest fear is.
some disordered interior geometries
francesca woodman (1958-1981) was a young american photographer, who has constituted, from the age of thirteen until twenty-two, a coherent, disturbing work and striking intensity considering her age. her hidden, vague body cut by the centering, or invisible because of the length of the exposure, seem to be, for many critics, more interesting for a psychological reading and as premonition of her suicide than as an aesthetic choice.
the complexity of the intentions which were attributed to her, adapts itself badly to a young person as she was. Mostly, she poses naked and takes up the frame with a lot of energy, and she also flirts with surrealism to fit out her small melodramatic narcism. She is of an intense beauty, mysterious and slightly poisonous, just like it shows on her first auto-portrait, for me personally very touching, shot at the age of 13, where she holds herself at a doorframe, hanging in an empty looking room and hiding her face.
taking her life by throwing herself out of the window, francesca woodman left behind her a work composed by her diary entries, several poems and numerous photographies.
