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Magazine 5: Creative Review December 2016




Continuing the series of photographs of photographs of magazines - double exposures taken using a Fuji X-Pro2. Sometimes I draw or rip or screw up as well, but not in the case of the above two pictures. I had some doubts about tearing up an expensive magazine but then I figured I only put them in recycling anyway so why not? Besides, playing with them is more fun than flicking through them, which I've generally done in any case by the time I get to making things like the above. I do worry that perhaps the pictures I make are not sufficiently far from the original pictures to warrant posting them on the web and sometimes I decide that they're too dependent on the original image for their meaning or their beauty and in those cases I won't post them; the ones on here are the ones that have made it through this filtering stage, though feel free to disagree with me in the comments if you think I'm blatantly ripping people off; on a bad day I'll sometimes even agree with you :)

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Waltercio Caldas

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From Wikipedia:

Waltércio Caldas Júnior (born 6 November 1946), also known as Waltércio Caldas, is a Brazilian sculptor, designer, and graphic artist. Caldas is best known as part of Brazil's Neo-Concretism movement as well as for his eclectic choices in materials.