Jamie Beck
There is no sound yet there are fleeting moments. Rather than frozen in time the image is captured, held for a moment and released once more to captivate.
There is no sound yet there are fleeting moments. Rather than frozen in time the image is captured, held for a moment and released once more to captivate.
Christian Fletcher‘s photograph has been on my wall for some days now, exhibited in the 2009 Australian Professional Photography Awards and recipient of the gold …
The carousel was covered in shambly rope netting. There were sections of scaffolding piled around. There were children learning to ice-skate.
I am entranced by microscopic photographs by Wilson Bentley at the recent Paula Nadelstern exhibit. One is lucky to see even their form for a few moments until they melt in the heat of grasping fingers, but just one small snow crystal held up to the sun will reveal a formation uniquely orchestrated by the elements
In Paris for a few days … with a cheap disposable camera…simple and raw.
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