28 June 2015

Bethany


Engagement Shoot: A and C at Brixton East earlier today


I think this has to be one of my favourite shots of the year so far. The expressions, the colours, the venue, the beauty of the subjects, the bridge, windows, cupboards, the London bus, the light, her hair, their posture, the fact of their being in love... Yep, it's a contender.

20 June 2015

The Malachites at The Geffrye Museum


"If music be the food of love, play on."

Claire-Monique Martin will be in The Malachites forthcoming production of Shakespeare's 12th Night at The Geffrye Museum, London in a couple or weeks. This is an outtake from the shoot we pulled together at the museum earlier this week.

16 June 2015

Jake and Dinos Chapman

I've always disliked the Chapman brothers, supposed "artists", and I've never fully understood why, but I might be starting to get a handle on it. My dislike of their "work" was today piqued by an article in The Guardian where they talked about the fire that destroyed one of their pieces, Hell. I ought to leave them alone, just forget about them, but like a painful rotting tooth I can't help but dig about in the hole that is their 'art', causing myself annoyance and anguish in the process. Here, then, is Dinos Chapman talking about the destruction of Hell:

"Jake and I decided beforehand that we were going to make a monstrous failure. It was intentionally unmagnificent and unrewarding. We used the most pathetic way of representing the thing that has most exorcised western civilisation...I’m quite glad the original burnt because it wasn’t very well made. It was clumsy and inaccurate...We would’ve been in the studio for those two years anyway, though. It just so happened that everything we did ended up as one sculpture. We could just as easily have made a perfectly round ball of marble. It wouldn’t have made any difference. There were no breakthrough moments, everything happened slowly. There was no artistic gesture involved, no Pollock-esque flailing about. It was all just laborious, thankless and fairly miserable..I’m quite glad the original burnt because it wasn’t very well made. It was a prototype: we were deliberately not expert, so it was clumsy and inaccurate. As our eyesight fails, our accomplishments have improved. But that just means we’ve got better at something we never wanted to do, something we despise doing. I hate working."

The salient points: 

1. "There was no artistic gesture involved." This didn't, honestly, need to be pointed out - it's very much apparent. 
2. "It was all just laborious, thankless and fairly miserable". Very much like going to one of their exhibitions. 
3. "As our eyesight fails, our accomplishments improved." Yep, I imagine losing your sight is one way of growing to appreciate their work, perhaps the only way. 
4. "I hate working." And the art illustrates this perfectly. 
5. "I'm quite glad the original burnt." You and me both. 

In fact, thinking about it, no. 4 might very well explain why I despair at their work - their own self-loathing is writ so large in their sculptures it infects those who enter their orbit. What remains a mystery now, though, is why anyone ever shows it: if even the artists themselves hate it, why inflict it on an audience? It provokes a response of course - see above - but in much the same way as My Little Pony - three seconds attention and you have the measure of it, there's nothing more to see. 


7 June 2015

King Lear: The Fool



May not an ass know when the cart draws the horse?

Lady Macbeth


The raven himself is hoarse
That croaks the fatal entrance of Duncan 
Under my battlements. Come, you spirits 
That tend on mortal thoughts, unsex me here, 
And fill me from the crown to the toe topful 
Of direst cruelty!

The Lake Twins


Trinity?
Not this time.
In the future
Or perhaps not ever
Too much time
Difference.

Only connect
He said.
Only connect.
Simple, when
It happens. But
Unfakeable.

BBQ


Afterwards


What? 
Did you expect?
And now, afterwards
Do you agree?
Did you find 
What you were looking for?
Surely
You must have known?

Frankly, I didn't.
No. I didn't.
I'm still looking.
Not seeing
Yet

In the Garden


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A more considered selection of photographs, and more commercial work, can be found at http://patrickdoddsphotography.co.uk where you will also find my Flickr stream.

"Mrs Lemon's Visit to Japan" takes its name from a poster seen in Cornwall advertising a talk at the local Women's Institute - I thought it had a ring to it :) Before I saw this (there is a picture of it somewhere on here taken many moons ago), the bolg (I mean "blog" of course, but today bolg sounds like a better description somehow), the bolg was known as Ten Years of Pictures, my target being when I set out to take a picture a day for 10 years; probably luckily for everyone concerned, I failed in this and instead I give you the melange that is Mrs Lemon's; I hope there is something here you like.

NB If you go back in time far enough on here some of the photos start to disappear - I think this has to do with a policy Google has of only keeping one copy of a photo and sharing it between Picassa (where I want to store nothing) and here; I'm not sure but I think any pictures on here have to be on Picassa but there you go. Whatever is happening with the missing pictures, apologies.

BW

Patrick

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