Wednesday, September 28, 2016

Cyanotypes

Cyanotypes are of my favorite type of prints to do, there so easy and fun! Within in a day you can make a print come to life, while using a cool color scheme. One of the cyanotypes I've done that I took in the summer look like it was taken in the exact opposite season due to how it turned out.  The clouds are enhanced looking like a winter storm. Though I'm not the best painter I like the hands on experience you have with a photo from start to finish, even getting to paint what you want to show up.

Here are some cyanotypes that I really like:
cyanotype4
Michael Wittig 
cyanotype2
By Michael Wittig
Image result for famous cyanotypes
By Two Kitties (blog)

Tuesday, September 6, 2016

Japanese Stab Binding Books

 Throughout the last two classes we have learned different techniques and styles of making a Japanese Stab Binding Book. This being Japanese 4 hole binding, Noble binging, and Tortoise- Shell Binding. Though the earliest known book binding was “ Butterfly Binding” in China in 1000 C.E. “Bookbinding is the process of physically assembling a book from an ordered stack of paper sheets that are folded together into sections or sometimes left as a stack of individual sheets.” The stack is bound together along one edge by threads that can make numerous different desighns as wells as a colorful cover, typically. 

Here are some examples:
By Ffion

By Unknown

By Iveta Krajcirova

Wednesday, April 27, 2016

Urban Landscape

Contemporpary Street Photographers:
Anna Delany
New Zealand/New York-based Anna Delany documents gritty street life and urban decay architecturally and in portraits. Anna may be one of the most successful street photographers in terms of her ability to capture facial emotion in a split second.


Hamey Hoag:

 photographs are purely architectural and almost always contain white frames. He’s awesome at noticing humorous things that are slightly off in otherwise normal situations.





Richard Sandler
Richard Sandler is a street photography veteran, who continues to shoot and show work in galleries. Photographing in black and white, he usually makes either subtle or overt suggestions about social injustice in powerful ways.




Contemperary Urban Landscape Photos
Linda V

Linda V
Unknown

Historical Landscape Photos
Unknown

Website:Ancient City of Nessebar

Website:Ancient City of Nessebar

Website: City of Nessebar

Sunday, April 17, 2016

The Natural Landscape

Beauty in nature to me, is when the view is breath taking without any filtering. A perfect landscape that fits miraculously together. A pretty photo that shows different natural aspects; for instance a tree, lake, blue sky, and in that the colors blend well and you can see the reflection in the water. Typically to me, if it's in nature there is no outside influence, or manmade structures. A couple pictures I believe exemplifies this is 

Federico Bottos

Robert Servais

I think typically when I go to the beach is when I find the most beauty in nature, I love the silence and how you can really hear the birds, or water crashing. I really enjoy walking and just seeing the long beach grass or having your feet in the sand, it's the perfect place to think. Also, near my house is a little lake and on sunny summer day you can see the reflection of the trees in the water which is always beautiful. I believe the best part when one is in nature is how small you seem in comparison to everything else and it seems as if your worries aren't as big. 


Monday, March 14, 2016

Visual Metaphor

Ellie Pagnano
3/16/16
P.6
A voice that can barely speak


David Rosenberg


 


I am now old,
though that wasn’t always the case,
I have seen more than I should have,
And lived longer than many of my kind,
Some believe what I went through was a myth,
Though I would love to ask them how they would feel if their mother, brother, or father got Taken away,
If you never got to see them again,
How would you feel?
When the people that used to be your neighbors got thrown into gas chambers,
Other starved to death,
How would you feel if you got reduced down to numbers
Digits that cause you to be inferior; less than,
I have seen more death than I would like to admit,
And though these events happened long ago,
The memories are etched in my mind,
I wonder sometimes why me and not them,
Why was I spared out of the six million taken?
This world makes me sad, angry, upset,
Why so many people waste their lives when so many didn’t get the chance to lives thiers,
Through my eyes I cry for the ones that don’t believe,
Though I speak for the ones that do,
And I am a SURVIVOR.


I am a blanket of darkness,
I’m the whisper that sends chills up your spine,
The one so many are afraid of,
I am the cool, eerie feeling you get when you hear footsteps in your house late at night,
I am misunderstood,
To some I’m a celebration,
And to other the worst thing that their mind can imagine,
I’m the unfathomable,
The one thing people aren’t sure of,
I’m the question that people would love to answer,
As she is one of the last survivors,
Soon I will absorb her too,
No one knows me,
No one can see me,
And no one can even visualize me,
But the people who suffered the Holocaust can come pretty close,
Their experience people may say is worst than death,
Though I know similarly to Hitler people fear me,
Because I am the time bomb that will explode,
And no one knows when,
I am Death.


I am not old,
I have not lived through a Holocaust,
But I know those who have,
The event is not burned in my mind,
The numbers are not  burned on my skin,
I see the blanket of darkness though,
We share that fate,
I know what’s it’s like to have the blanket absorb a soul,
To see the light fade out at the end of the tunnel,
While your hands begin to shake,
The feeling of loss consumes you,
The darkness eats you up inside,
Life is a constant struggle to survive,
Step by step she continues,
While in my own mind I’m drowning,
Struggling to come up for air,
To get out of the haze and find myself,
To know what I want to do in this life,
While she has no one left in hers,
A fight were battling,
As seconds tick by,
Time.
Time has separated us,
Left us on a street with no map,
And though we’re more common than not,
Our paths will never cross but they do merge,
Because she is a hero,
And soon,
Darkness will absorb us both.

Friday, March 4, 2016

Group Portraits - Inspirations for what I want to do

These are some portraits of group photography that I would like to emulate. I really enjoy the style and fluidity of the photo even though they’re posed.