studio

here are some of my photos from a recent shoot for lighting fundamental class. there isn’t a concept; its simply an exploration of the blown-out exposure styles equated with scientific-like specimens. 

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29th Sep 2010✧00:24

"a weathered skeleton
in windy fields of memory,
piercing like a knife"

~   basho
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23rd Sep 2010✧20:46

"let’s go out and see, darling, what shines tonight, and temper your dream about the dying horse with traffic, noise and light."

~   iron and wine, beneath the balcony
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21st Sep 2010✧23:15

what i did today,

i didn’t go outside, that’s for sure. it was so cool inside that i couldn’t resist lounging around all day with my current read (a non-fiction about grand duchess anastasia by peter kurth). i also got around to some embroidery (i’ve begun outlining the buildings in black yarn, starting at the river and going south, today i managed to do twelve), and watercolors (i’ve been wanting to incorporate space into my watercolors, so i decided to let it out).

little soldier 1, 2010, kayl parker, watercolor on paper

little soldier 2, 2010, kayl parker, watercolor on paper

interested? kp

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23rd Aug 2010✧23:04

"hoppa hoppa reiter, wenn er fallt, dann schreit er. fallt er in den graben, fressen ihn die raben. fallt er in den sumpf, macht der reiter plumps!"

~   popular german rhyme for bouncing a child on one’s knee
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17th Aug 2010✧22:12

"with lilies o’erspread, she sings. but lilies are for funerals. not these lilies, she’d say if she saw the words were making me cry again, they aren’t real lilies at all, they’re just lilies-of-the-valley for faeries to sleep under. but tonight it’s already too late for crying, i’ve traveled too far into the land of sleep to turn around, and they aren’t lilies-of-the-valley, they’re real lilies that someone i don’t know is going to lay on my coffin and nail it shut as i sleep. lay thee down now and rest, she sings. she pulls the blanket up to my chin and turns out the light. the coffin nails scrape my skin, lots of little bloody wounds. may thy slumbers be blessed. and what if they aren’t blessed? then i’ll remain lying here in my coffin-bed forever. may thy slumbers be blessed. and the drops of blood will turn to stone."

~   jenny erpenbeck, the book of words, translated from the original german in 2007
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15th Aug 2010✧00:29

"…the way he sat down so carefully to keep the crease in his trousers, he was more like a dandy than a terrorist. they ties dis hands behind his back and took him to the gallows where…oh, i almost said: “where his last necktie was waiting for him,: but that sounds kind of…of…"

~   louis paul boon, my little war
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14th Aug 2010✧23:18

"i didn’t know what to do. i was so scared that i guess i just hid there a long time with my little sister’s heart in my hands."

~   sally bell, about the occurrences of white men raiding her native american camp at needle rock in the early 19th century, as quoted from nat geo august 2010
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12th Aug 2010✧21:18
Opaque  by  andbamnan