Historias de la Gran Patranha

Pues por jugar con los espejos, esto es lo que nos pasa. Nos volvemos oscuros, nos volvemos difusos... Quién esperaría un pulso perfecto cuando la cámara se mantiene sólo en la mano izquierda, la luz decae lentamente y no se acaba de ver el reflejo sobre el que se centra el objetivo.

Labels: body, fotografía, pajas mentales, photography, portraits

Given the very restricted nature of my real life (hah! call it "real"), Mr. Mannginger ends up being the subject / victim of all my paintings, so, hello, here's another portrait of the boy.

This time the portrait has been done in a technique new to me. Photoetching. Of all the etching techniques I have practised, this is perhaps the most puzzling one. Why puzzling? Two possible reasons:
a) I haven't completely mastered it at all, as I've only done a 3 day course, and thus, I am not aware yet of the potential it may have.
b) The detachment from the plate... One does not really work it and thus control it that much, and the final product ends up being... the same photograph!

Hullo... you'll say, silly moo, of course the result is the photograph you have been working with... may the name "photoetching" have something to do with it? Of course! But still, I think I expected more from this technique, appart from giving the photo a ragged handmade look which may be lovely, it is still not fulfilling enough, it does not seem to be my work, my etching, but just another interpretation of a more or less successful photo.

Certainly need to keep on working with this and certainly would love to see examples of successful photoetching, since, at the moment, I do not know what I can expect from this technique.

Labels: art, etching, fotografía, grabado, illustration, photoetching, photography, portraits

I know it was a month ago, but I completely forgot to post the photos of this magnificent event. Magnificent only because it was a very clear, very "muppet-friendly" event. At some point, you could see a half of the moon, the following it was already covering it all and you could only tell it by the ring of light. We muppeted around with the camera, wishfully thinking that we would get some glorious photos, until we found out that really you need either a tripod or a pulse of iron to be able to get a moon that was not multiplied by three in each shot. Easily sorted, we arranged for the rubbish bin to hold the camera while we squatted next to it trying to hold the camera and press the button, of course, keeping our breath just in case. Here's the result...

Labels: eclipse, fotografía, luna, Moon, photography