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Tricky Trickster Urayasu
Friday, October 22nd, 2010Urayasu is Up to Old Tricks
Wednesday, October 20th, 2010Yep! It is that time of season again. The time when the citizens of the wealthy enclave of Urayasu head to the polls to vote for their next mayor. I don’t know maybe its me, or maybe its my age, but I have become so jaded by the political process. All these slick glossy images don’t pull me in; however, they do pull in my eye, and are captured with my lens.
It is time to rethink the way we are all impacted by politricks. To deconstruct the images of the clean, and dirty politician, and see them all for what they are.
The Fruit of the Vine
Friday, July 16th, 2010Those that know me, know that I am not a big drinker; however, I do like to enjoy a nice glass of wine once in a while, and especially to celebrate the coming of the sabbath. In moderation, to be savored and enjoyed the fruit of the vine can work miracles.
So enjoy a glass or two now and then.
The wonderful fruit of the vine.
The Other Side of Geometry
Friday, July 9th, 2010There are two basic themes in my work these days. One is seeing the shapes, and angles that make up the concrete metropolis that I inhabit. The other, still based on shapes, but in an abstracted way. That is what these images represent. That same world close up. That same world that plays with all the elements of image construction.
Four Days till E Day
Wednesday, July 7th, 2010I don’t mean that everyone on the planet will take ecstasy, I am talking about that the Japanese will go out to cast their ballots in an election. I hate the noise of the loudspeakers, but I can’t control myself with the political posters. I love taking them and flipping them. Subverting them and converting them into an artistic expression.
Get out and vote with your cameras, and brushes.
One Week to Go
Sunday, July 4th, 2010Material for the Mash Up
Wednesday, June 30th, 2010It is high time for the political campaigning. At every station those politricksters are out pressing the flesh with their bleached white gloves. The posters have been and are being hung across the entire country of Japan. They all become visual media to be remixed with my lens.
Colors, lines, fragments take on expressions that challenge there sincereness in which those politicians are portraying themselves. But we all know better, don’t we?
Take what you see, and flip it like a giant flap jack.
Flip it baby, flip it!
There is Something in the Air, It’s Bullshit! Must be Election Time
Saturday, June 26th, 2010A snap election has been ordered here in Japan after the new prime minister Kan took over a few weeks ago. The election will take place on July, 11th 2010. Only two weeks of campaigning are allowed. At least that saves our ears from the endless loudspeakers that roam the neighborhoods asking us to vote for their politrickster. Another good point is that there is a lot less money wasted on the campaigning than the pornographic amounts wasted back in the states.
The best thing for me as a photographer are the political posters. I just love to have fun with them. They are up all over the place and are put up on specially erected boards that each party has an assigned space. I love to get in there with my lens and abstract, pervert the already perverted message that the politicians are trying to portray.
They have no real power. Only the illusion of real power because “we the people” have given in to them. The people are not ready for real change, because real change will mean heartaches. Therefore in the meantime, as the humidity and the heat rise so does the foul stench of politics. In return I will strive to take such ugliness and turn it into an expression.
Don’t give in to the politricksters illusions. Go out and fight the real fight.
Barbershop Never Made Me Look So Fabulous
Tuesday, May 18th, 2010My daily stroll after finishing up my day under the blue and windy skies was beautiful. The air was warm as it whipped around my body. I came across an old barbershop’s rotating pole that was no longer rotating. I was interested in the abstracted lines, and colors of the stepped like pole. I was amazed to discover once I got on my computer that my own self image had been merged with that of the barbershop’s pole. I hate to say it but that Barber sure made me look fantastic.