suspendedinlight:

suspendedinlight:

photominimal:

Snowy morning. With @suspendedinlight: Montreal / Polaroid Spectra Pro / Impossible

Shot with my soul sis yesterday

Photominimal appreciation post: if there were a greatest hits of my portfolio, a great number of them would be authored by this one here. We met in 2014 and immediately became regular collaborators. During this time, he mentored me as a photographer and enthusiastically supported me in my artistic growth. We studied Poetics of Space together while creating our book Fluent Dream

He has very recently launched a Patreon campaign with the simple wish of continuing to purchase his favourite types of film. Please consider supporting this artist, lord knows he’s been generous. 

I don’t usually plug other Tumblrs but ya’ll, fer rull @suspendedinlight is just effing INCREDIBLE: whip smart, with excellent photo instincts, an accomplished model and a jaw-droppingly talented musician. (She gave me a list of musical recommendations that has reduced me to a sobbing mess–in the best imaginable way.)

Also, she is beyond correct: her work with @photominimal is FUCKING EXTRAORDINARY. You would do well to dig deeply into eithers’ back catalog–you will be enormously rewarded for your time, I promise.

And maybe think about supporting their continued creative endeavors through their respective Patreons. (Photominimal’s linked above; Lyndsie’s here.)

photominimal:

There and Back. With Suspended in Light: Montreal / Polaroid Automatic 100 / Fuji FP3000b

I am absolutely dead-to-rights, head-over-heals for this ‘Polaroid’.

Yes, the tonal variations are effing exquisite. Note the gradual grade from right to left–reversing the convention set by Dutch Golden Age (that’s been more or less continued uninterrupted ever since).

And the light slides into the frame in such a way as to imply a right triangle. There are so many grace notes: the way the sunlight accentuates the curve of the bottle like a hand that can’t quite decide whether to lift the object or merely luxuriate in the cool press against its palm. The two plants–how they are just illuminated enough to separate them from the background, rendering them legible. The way the brightest point in the image is the echoing right angle formed by Suspended In Light’s left forearm the sink edge and the side of her top.

Oh, and the way the light from her left thigh pops against the gloaming darkness. And the second bottle to the left of the mirror with the sprig of something standing at attention. And the light on her reflected face…

Instant film stocks tend to provide an unpredictable softness of focus. It is used to masterful effect here were the paneling, sink pedastal and skin all appear to have visual texture that almost seems as if were you to touch it, it would feel like wood, porcelain and flesh.

But I think what I love most is the washing machine and dryer nudging in along the lower left edge of the frame. Not only does it balance out what would have otherwise between a frame leaning decidedly off balance to the right, the inclusion renders a greater degree of interest in the frame as a whole. There is a timelessness feel to the image but it is clearly anchored in the present.

I especially admire this image because in my own work, I am generally loathe to work indoors. I always tell myself that one day I’ll be able to afford to live in a place like the apartment in Mirror. This image serves as a reminder that even if I had that apartment, I’d still struggle to shoot in it because when you’re working in close confines, at a certain point you have to play it as it lays. I’m too much of a control freak to do that–and I think my work suffers as a result.