three more for the gold-leaf album:
a few notes-to-self on future process:
*avoid 90# hotpress. it curls too much with the multiple layers of media, and often jams the copier.
*bristol board 2ply
i first came to seiichi furuya through his most famous image, the contact sheet that shows his wife's suicide, or more precisely, shows him showing us his wife's suicide. and then coming to him through all the questions which follow such a fantastically passive event. is it mediation? astonishment?
I've been thinking about photographers in love, and the photographs they make while in that state. and also its shadow-twin: same photographer, making something out of a place of loss from that love. What is it to make a memory out of loss?
To distill the precise ache of mourning?
the manner i've been looking, lately. and what i've been looking at.
birdholes, chattanooga, tennessee
century plant, backyard, savannah, georgia
the house next door used to be a strip