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Saturday, 23 May 2015

An afternoon at Photo London 2015



Abraham Oghobase - Untitled No. 4

Photo London 2015 at Somerset House.

I immersed myself for 4 hours yesterday.

I missed all the talks, the VIP lounge and the book signings, and concentrated on searching out images that moved me.

There is so much to see in the endless rooms of photographic works from high end galleries.

Not to mention the fascinating exhibition "Beneath the Surface" from the V&A archive, and the chance to get up very close to some of Sebastien Salgado's prints from 'Genesis in Platinum'.


Here are a few of my personal favourites from artists that I have newly discovered from my visit.



  • Tamas Dezso represented by the Photographer's Gallery .


His work for the series 'Notes for an Epilogue' describes the 'disintegration or spiritual tradition and physical heritage in Romania'.


from the series 'Notes for an Epilogue'


another by Tamas; not in the show






  • The intimate monochrome images of Pentti Sammallahti, also at The photographer's Gallery










cat

dog

Almost every image that he makes has a bird, animal or human element.




  • Masao Yamamoto


The highlight of my day was the discovery of Masao Yamamoto. His works fit in the palm of your hand, and the quality of the prints quite breathtaking.



The exquisite prints from Yasao Yamamoto



The image below is from his series Kawa=Flow








  • Martina Lindqvist


Also at the Photographer's Gallery was the series "Neighbours" by Martina Lindqvist.












And finally at The Flowers Gallery


  • Edmund Clark from his series on the end of the war in Afghanistan 'The Mountains of Majeed'




'The Mountains of Majeed 4' by Edmund Clark


And outside on the balcony, overlooking the Thames.



The Mountains of Majeed 8 by Edmund Clark


Yet again I am inspired to aim for images of better quality. With stories to tell.

And I have booked the piano tuner; something I have been promising to do for over 2 years.

For unlike this guy, I do have a piano.






Wednesday, 22 April 2015

A trip to Somerset House for some proper art - on portraits and paintings

Cezanne's farmer


I met a very good friend in London today. We don't catch up often, and it was very special to have time to spend together.

GF has not been so well recently, so we didn't want to walk too far or bite off more than we could chew.

I felt that Somerset House was the perfect venue for a meet-up.

Lovely courtyard. Lovely loos. Beautiful paintwork and polished wooden floors. An oval staircase that beats most staircases that I have ever seen.

Courtauld Gallery, Staircase


Dancing fountains. I could spend all day watching them.......

Who can resist them? Not me...or the lady trying to balance a bowler hat on the top of one of the jets of water.

Stunning architecture. Several friendly cafes, and the Courtauld Gallery, which I am ashamed to say I have never visited before.

A perfect venue for conversation with a little dose of art.

They even allow photography. Not many galleries do.


Manet -  A bar at the Folies Bergere

We spent most of our time looking at portraits.

And the blurb beside them.

The blurb was sometimes informative, sometimes a little surprising.

I had not realised that the figure on the right in Manet's famous painting is the displaced reflection of the waitress who poses, with a melancholy face, for the artist. Her posture is different in the reflection. She leans towards the gentleman at the bar.

Manet has altered the truth. Just a little.

More questions than answers.



I had never before seen the trapeze artist in the top left of this painting, helpfully pointed out in the blurb.



We found the Modigliani restful.



Modigliani's nude. I am not showing her pubic hair, which apparently caused Paris police to close the exhibition when it first opened, as it was considered obscene. 

We did not find it obscene.


We were less enamoured of the Heckel.

Erich Heckel Seated nude' 1909

Heckel apparently created this nude 'in response to moral and artistic taboos of the time; an act of provocation'.

We were provoked. It got me thinking about the motivation of artists for the ways that male and female form is portrayed.

We also felt that he had started at the bottom ( literally and otherwise) and run out of space on the canvas for the head.




Soutine -'young woman in a white blouse' 1923

We found this young woman by Soutine slightly disturbing.

The blurb informed us that  her white blouse might provoke associations with purity and innocence.

I felt that a little Aerial or Daz would have made this more convincing.







Then there was Dolly.

Even back then, over a hundred years ago,  a young girl portrayed in a sexualised way. Nothing new there.




Kees van Dongen 'Portrait of Dolly; 1912




And we worry about Barbie dolls......





It took us a while to work out this portrait by Leon Kossof.


Leon Kossof "Head of Seedo' 1964

Kossof is quoted as saying ' I'm always working to make it more like the sitter; to make the structure more real, more intense'.

Intensity is in abundance, and took many months to achieve.


All of which made me long for a simple, sensitive portrait in the manner of Cezanne's farmer, the painting that we started with.


Cezanne's farmer

We found only one portrait of a woman painted by a woman.

No sexual connotations here. No attacks on society or provocations.

Just a serene and gentle face.


Paula Becker 'Portrait of a girl' 1906

Sadly the artist died in childbirth a year after painting this.


We marvelled at the Rubens and the 500 year old medieval paintings. The light. The detail. The biblical scenes. Astonishingly real after all these years.


We tried to remember why Van Gogh lost his ear. (Possibly in a fight with his friend, Gauguin).

We saw a vase of flowers painted by Picasso. Very conventional. One of his early works.

And all of that between coffee in one cafe and lunch in another.

It was a good day. It stirred up lots of questions and led to light hearted irreverence.

And not a photograph in sight ( unless you look at the ceiling where there are some crafty reproductions adorning the very ornate plasterwork).

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I could equally well have focussed on the picture frames.

But that is another story.

Seurat with shadow



Seurat with shadow












Monday, 19 January 2015

There were five in a bed...… on larking about, shoes and fashion photography…..




There were five in a bed

And the little one said, 'roll over'…….      

are the words that come to mind when I look at this image by Guy Bourdin, fashion photographer , (1928-1991).

His work is currently showing at Somerset House, and I can't remember when I last had so much fun at a photography exhibition.





Guy travelled around the UK from Paris in a cadillac on a road trip in the 70's to make images for Charles Jourdan, the French shoe designer.

The images that he made using a pair of mannequin legs were inspired, and make for an exuberant and amusing first part of this large exhibition.











He painted in his spare time, on  similar themes to those of his photographs. Ladies in underwear and intimate interiors, lounging on chairs.

My how fashions have changed in the world of underwear.

I can't say I am sorry not to have to wear a Playtex living girdle or equivalent as part of my under garments.

Anyone who knows me will know that I don't do shoes……….or handbags either. Most fashion photography leaves me cold. Not so with Guy's work.










punters at somerset house


Guy used polaroids to test his carefully composed scenes for light and structure in the way that current photographers might use their mobile phone.







His use of light and shadow was masterful.







He was quite good at making cine films too……….







The whole exhibition is beautifully laid out at Somerset House, and I went home completely uplifted by his sense of fun and stunning photography.







I'll leave you with some legs……….


and some more shoes.


Not a high heel in sight.


Visual poetry for photographers and leg lovers alike.




You can find out much more at 'Guy Bourdin:Image Maker'  on the Somerset House website.