After the fantastic news of my show extension, there was a slight panic, I had every intention of shooting the garments on a live model and furthering the narrative of the work with a short photo essay, but how to shoot garments currently on display in a exhibition?
I was really not keen on displacing the exhibition half way through even for a day, due to the complex nature of the display, so the only alternative was to shoot the garments toiles.
So for just under the last two weeks Ive been reconstructing the toiles, as most had been unpicked to make the final patterns for the finished garments, I also had to recreate the jewelry and styling (wigs etc) components as most were one offs.
As the toiles were missing much of the finished details of the finals (the screen printed pomegranates for instance), the real challenge here was trying to create the impression of the finished garment with showing too much detail giving the game away as it were.
So on Sunday we took to the moors and woods to bring the Moon to life.
Going for long shots and heavy editing post production, I’m working towards creating the feel of both the exhibition and underling narrative.
Here’s a image in progress, it reminds me of the ‘Rotoscoping’ work of Ralph Bakshi.
My lovely and incredibly patient model for the shoot, is named after the Norse Goddess Freya, who rather uncannily has a correspondence with the full moon….
Working on the digital fabric print today that will become the lining of one of the garments and the backdrop to the whole show.
The fabric was actually quite difficult to photograph, I think my camera may have been struggling to focus on the fabrics surface…. or I might just need to get my tripod out.
Its becoming quite beautiful and is and excellent example of Pareidolia, all the little faces, creatures, skulls etc that I can see in it. It reminds me of when I was child my parents bedroom had this silvery grey wallpaper with a pattern of overblown roses and garlands, and I used to lie there searching for the little faces peeping out at. Mum told me I started seeing them after some kind of childhood fever, but like to think they were always there just waiting for me to notice them.
I might consider offering this print as limited edition scarf……
‘but the Light came so quick and so white and shining, that they stept back mazed with it, and the very next minute, when they could see again, there was the full Moon in the sky, bright and beautiful and kind as ever, shining and smiling down at them, and making the bogs and the paths as clear as day, ‘
‘The Moon up yonder shone and shone, just as she does now, and when she shone she lighted up the bog-pools, so that one could walk about almost as safe as in the day.
But when she didn’t shine, out came the Things that dwelt in the darkness and went about seeking to do evil and harm; Bogies and Crawling Horrors, all came out when the Moon didn’t shine.
Well, the Moon heard of this, and being kind and good — as she surely is, shining for us in the night instead of taking her natural rest — she was main troubled. ‘I’ll see for myself, I will,’ said she, ‘maybe it’s not so bad as folks make out.” English traditional.