After many full frame images printed in the darkroom, some very successful, others not so. And finding myself only 11 years from turning 80. I realized “What did I have to lose?”.
I love photographic images, I have seen thousands, maybe millions. I have seen the very best. I love painting and seen the best of paintings.
Now what? Do I repeat the images I have already made? There is comfort in the past. I know how to do them. But?
These started with putting myself into the frame licking a rose. Next came the construction of EDEN that I again placed myself into, follow by the construction of ART IN THE DARKEST OF TIMES. And then the combining of these two environments. Using long exposers, strobes, fans, colored tissue paper and a single click of the shutter to create an image. That for me is a pure photograph that is to be viewed as a painting. Maybe by slowing down the viewing I can survive images.