Alternate version of this piece. For this one I laid strips of cardboard over the paper for a few seconds as I exposed the image, which is where the lines come from. The face has a different scratch mask over it. And I solarized the area around the face, which is why everything is gray instead of white. Although it should be black, not gray, so I'm not sure what happened there.
Self-portrait by scanner, then printed out on a piece of photo paper. And now I have scanned the print back into the computer, and I present it to you here as a full-circle kind of thing.
Thanks to everyone who came out and supported local artists at the second annual Mansion Show last night. It was tons of fun. If you couldn't make it last night, the gallery is open every Saturday in June from 11am to 3pm.
I think this picture is a metaphor for the art world, but I'm not going to think too hard about how.
Another spinart print. I scanned it into the computer a long time ago, before I knew what "pixels per inch" meant, as you can see by the chunky blockiness of it.
Before/after of an old print of the Concord Independent Battery that my grandfather gave me to fix up. He's in there somewhere. Apparently it's grandparent week here at the PGR.
I feel there is something unintentionally hilarious about this photo, but I just can't put my finger on it.
Spohr Gardens, Falmouth, MA. Also known as "The Place Where My Grandmother Seems To Have Snuck In In The Middle Of The Night And Decorated With Her Own Lawn Ornaments".
Consider the above monstrosity your invitation to the second annual Mansion Show, at the Beebe Estate in Melrose on June 5, 2009.
Join my fellow mostly-broke art school alumni and me for an evening of prime art-lookin' (and purchasin'...?). Your eyes will feast on boatloads of painting, photography, sculpture, and all other sorts of artistic alchemy. Your tastebuds will be treated to free food, beer and wine. And your hands will be treated to some super sweet hi-fives, courtesy of me. We've doubled the amount of artists this year, which in turn will double the amount of fun had by all in attendance.
As Chris mentions, I've gone from 8-bit to 16-bit on these invitation flyers.
Recently my friend Joshe gave me an old Polaroid Highlander Model 80 camera he found while moving. It was made in the 50's, and is still in perfect condition. As a bonus, it also came with all sorts of instructional pamphlets, featuring shockingly sexist lines like "It's so easy to operate, women use it with pleasure!" Way to go, post-war America!
They stopped making film for this camera almost 50 years ago, but this came with a stack of prints that came out of it, clearly back in the 50's. Whoa. The hair. The dresses. What were people thinking?
I'll be posting a bunch of the pictures here, and I'll start off with this one because it was the first print on top of the stack. I imagine the camera's owner had just taken it out of the box moments before, loaded it up, and snapped off this test shot. I doubt he (or she! Remember, this camera is so simple even a woman can operate it!) was really thinking about framing, but the shooter really made something interesting out of a boring scene.
I bought a disposable camera in 2002, and just got it developed last week. Looking through the prints, I'd estimate I took six pictures around the time I got it, two pictures about a year later, forgot I had it for the next four years or so, found it last summer and took six more pictures, and found it again last week and finished off the remaining four shots. This one is from the early end of the decade.