Waiting Too Long
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Sometimes we wait too long to be surprised by people who, we know, will just disappoint us.
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Model: Natalia Gnatyuk Model Mayhem #2675167
Edward Steven Perry
Photographer who loves sharing everything he knows about anything
Tag: amazing
November 6, 2012
Order Can Be Inhibiting
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Order can be inhibiting
There is a freedom in changing the way things are.
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November 2, 2012
Seeing Everything At Once
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So, sometimes things look like this to me. I’m not even kidding. Everything I touch feels immense. Everything I see looks like an entire universe and I can’t handle it. I feel every atom in each breath , my heart pumps out oceans of blood through me. And if I move too suddenly, the earth with tear itself apart.
Friends say I often have a natural high, well sometimes I have a natural trippyness too!
October 29, 2012
Taking fine art photos with iPhone
I made this to prove a point:
This was shot with my phone and edited on my laptop at a cafe. I was talking to a person I just met and showing her that you don’t need a fancy camera to make cool images. You just need to follow through with your ideas, no matter what tools you have.
Then she said, “But, I’ll still need photoshop…”
Point denied!! hahahaha
I’m going to find people an accessible processing software so I don’t run into this problem again.
October 26, 2012
The Myth of the Frame
A frame seems to protect the content from its audience. Preserving it for a future audience that will always never come.
What if I could take down any art piece appreciate it with touch, rotation, smell, basically interact with it like a person. Sure, it makes the piece vulnerable to damage and takes away from its “sellability” but what’s the big deal?
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Why is it that if others touched a piece that it degrades the specialness it has. How much in our lives is any different? Do we not assume that our loved ones have been with others in the past yet we love them all the same. Let go and appreciate things when you have them and don’t assume they won’t have a life of their own after you.
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Also, how much in my life has been self-framed to keep me from being vulnerable and unopened to what I could experience?
October 6, 2012
Vanish
Feeling like I am disappearing into myself at times. So, I make photos that reflect this and then I feel better.
People ask me what I am doing. I say shooting my journal.
October 2, 2012
Death by Art
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I empty myself through creation.
I generate more of myself to survive my loss.
I create more or else I completely disappear.
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February 9, 2012
Aware I am Dreaming Without Pants
Whenever I dream that I’ve been without pants, no one seems to notice nor care. Now I figure, “Well why should I?”
If society doesn’t care about my exposed self then there must be nothing wrong. It feels great to just go about my business without a care how I look or how others may perceive me.
I assume this has to be my subconscious telling me that whatever I’ve been ashamed about isn’t all that big of a deal. Now I need to figure out just what I’m insecure about and not mind so much in real life… yeah good luck, me.
Being self-aware (self-conscious) is so strange. Like crossing a tight rope; once I think about how well I am doing I begin to fail. Why is there a “confidence auto-destruct” built into myself?
Most of the time I self-destruct before I even try. There are times I have to trick myself to get out of the apartment for shoots. My mind is resisting but I’ve told my body, “Just take us; he’ll do fine once we’re there.”
About the Shot:
I just needed her to look somewhat towards the camera. If I had her eyes looking away from the direction of the crowd it would complete the “self-aware subject” idea. The scene being very dark and my hands cold and I was ensured that every shot would be a blurred mess. Trying not to think about that I continued shooting muttering to myself, “Please look towards the camera, look at the camera, the camera, look at the camera…” And then she disappeared.
“damn it…”
I looked through my shots anyway and they were all actually sharp except for the one where she begins to look towards me.
“God Damn It!”
Then the last frame was right before I lost sight of her behind the crossing guard. Her face had stopped moving and the shot was crisp!
“Got it, got the damn photo.”
Editing wise: As if she needs anymore attention, I dodged her hair.
Edward Steven Perry 