Pétanque
Crossing
Lovely Rita
Greens
Passing
Exit
Another entry for the lens-artists challenge: Of the many composition factors in photography, this challenge focuses on shape, form, texture, and light – and I think those are exactly the means I used in this photo.
All Aboard
Secrets
I was making these pictures for this year’s Bingo Challenge over at the Toy Photographers blog – the cue is ‘secret’ – when the Lens Artist’s ‘sound’ challenge popped up. Having posted so many sound-related pictures last year, I thought I’d go with the whispered words, the hushed voices a secret requires.
The first picture shows the original idea, the second resulted from trying the same in a more noir style.
Dead Joke
“What have we got?” – “One dead joke, sir. GSW to the punch line. Timing seems a bit off, don’t you think?”
An entry for this month’s toy photography challenge: dad jokes. And since the picture is also a bit dramatic, this might also be a fitting entry for this week’s lens-artists challenge.
Skate!
Time Flies
The bus might eventually come. I believe it will, and we will be off to new adventures. Happy New Year!
“Jitterbugs … always above you”
“Take my Harlem Air Shaft. So much goes on in a Harlem air shaft. You get the full essence of Harlem in an air shaft. You hear fights, you smell dinner, you hear people making love. You hear intimate gossip floating down. You hear the radio. An air shaft is one great big loudspeaker. You see your neighbors’ laundry. You hear the janitor’s dogs. The man upstairs’ aerial falls down and breaks your window. You smell coffee. A wonderful thing, that smell. An air shaft has got every contrast. One guy is cooking dried fish and rice and another guy’s got a great big turkey. Guy-with-fish’s wife is a terrific cooker but the guy’s wife with the turkey is doing a sad job. You hear people praying, fighting, snoring. Jitterbugs are jumping up and down always over you, never below you. That’s a funny thing about jitterbugs. They’re always above you. I tried to put all that in Harlem Air Shaft.” (Duke Ellington in Hear Me Talkin’ to Ya. The Story of Jazz as Told by the Men Who Made It, ed. by Nat Shapiro & Nat Hentoff. New York, 1966)
This picture was inspired by the Duke’s description of a Harlem air shaft (his inspiration). I practically saw the picture in front of me when I read the above lines. It took a while to build this, but here we go … I am so lucky there’s the last chance challenge with the lens-artists.
Do Nothing Till You Hear From Me
Three To Get Ready
Walk Right In
Let Me Off Uptown
When I photographed the Jazz series last year, I felt I should also include some pictures of the band playing on a small stage, in a jazz club rather than a ballroom or a concert hall. However, I never really felt like building the diorama I needed.
While I was making some other pictures however, the frustration about what felt like I was missing out got so strong that I finally I built this 1/87 scale model of a club I remember from 40 years ago … vaguely. Welcome to the Downtown!
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Masters of Death
Based on the novel by Olivie Blake where everybody seems to disagree all the time – even with Death.