Posting my monthly photos is such a pleasure that I thought I’d blog about it. Lately I’ve found myself thinking about how I write a little bit about the month that was and decorate that story with pictures. Every month I change everything on the page, so it all disappears – like a jazz improvisation, of which I’ve played a few. Badly. And a long long time ago :)
I am, of course, such a nitpicker that I like to make sure that each line in my gallery reads as a triptych that can tell a little story. Why do I make life complicated? I don’t know. That’s just me.
See? Above is a trio from the other day. I thought it was hilarious that the collar on a mannequin in a bondage store would read “Om”. WWGHS? (trans: What would George Harrison say?)
- January – not my shot – this is the woman (2nd from the right) who I will meet and film in May, in Thailand
It’s not that I think of an image as a part of a story. I think, rather, that each photo IS THE story. So something about exhibiting is influencing what I shoot. And really? What’s wrong with that?
Two things about that is good. It forces me to look at an image from a number of angles. Not that I didn’t already do that. I’m obsessed with that. But this makes me reach a little deeper, and I’m happy about that. It also forces me to meet the rigorous standards set by my boss :)
I hope you enjoy this month’s Fresh Baked. Click here to get there.
The other March
If you like what you see, tiptoe through the portfolio while you’re here!
This is “Star Power”, the most viewed, “clicked” and sold of my portfolio
Until next time…
All photographs are ©David Goorevitch
It came a couple of days late this year, but Spring is definitely on its way. Stopping by Loblaws at Dupont and Christie, I had some fun with their Spring cleaning project – a series of paintings to hide the train tracks to the north. What is it about grocery stores that stimulates my whimsy?
People always want to know the origin of “Sorry…” (below) and they’re amused to hear that it comes from the parking lot of a grocery store in Calpé, a town on the Spanish Mediterranean.
The humour in the Loblaws paintings are a little more subtle. It consists of imaginary tree branches reaching up to meet those of real saplings caught between the paintings and the fence. The addition of birds and shadows completes these little oddities: Cheerful photos with a wink.
I hope you enjoy them! I went back yesterday to take some of these with my large format 4×5 , so stay tuned for an update!