Adding to explorations in use of blurring, Photoshop I’ve recently incorporated elements of historical beauty, specifically the late 1920’s- mid 1930’s. Subtle references to the more modern pin up girl can be seen, however, this wasn’t intended. I hope to explore that style someday soon.
Photoshop is an art all of it’s own. The hours spent selecting the best of the images, that one with something special to it- be it a chance bird in the background, the absolutely perfect geometric composition, or the genuine expression… Taking that image further by processing and refining it, either accentuating its apparent beauty or manipulating it into something else entirely… Photoshop is a gift, a skill and a pain in the ass.
Here, I used myself as the ready model and took my self portrait along several varying pathways, creating very unique, rather beautiful finished pieces.
‘Move Me’- Artistic blurring by Mikayla Mazur
I had the pleasure of working with a new friend, Donnie Brasco, this past Friday afternoon. We met downtown and headed to a location that I’ve had my eyes on for quite a while now- Very industrial and rugged, with barbed wire, graffiti, the works. Donnie has some beautiful tattoo work done, that created an interesting continuity of lettering and illustration through the background of the images and onto his person.
‘Scription’ with Donnie Brasco and Mikayla Yale Photo.
A selection of shots with lovely miss Katherine.
I approached this shoot with a far different image in mind, aiming for something rather dark, incorporating our decaying yet beautiful autumn foliage. The outfits were chosen by Katherine, along the guidelines of being bold, bright and playful, adding contrast to said scenery.
After spending more time sourcing for locations, I came across some very interesting features-both natural and non- that called to be photographed!
Katherine and I worked well together, coming up with many images, edited and styled in varying ways, yet all issuing a youthful, innocent serendipity with a sidelong glance towards the sexy side.
Check out Katherine’s personal blog at www.katherinehiggins.tumblr.com
Thursday afternoon, four o’clock.
School ends, photos start.
After my day of classes my trigger finger was twitching and I was feeling relaxed and excited- that wonderful combination that is rather hard to come by in the fast tempo of daily beats that these shoes walk.
A break in the weather and light breeze had me drifting towards the Vancouver Art Gallery. The concrete features of the outdoor courtyard give way to a grande, sloping climb of concrete steps; an ideal perch for the urban traveller to soak in some of that rare, misted sunlight.
My camera and I watched a man doing an incredible, tribal dance inside the bare ice arena parallel to the steps.
We peeked to the right, at a man and his cigarette(s) doing some serious mulling.
Down the steps and to the left offered a handsome stranger, waiting. Just waiting.
As I shoot, I smile.
And then I met Peter.
His confidence and excitement to be in life, learning and exploring the world, was catching. We talked about technology and social media. He showed me some projects from school, studying technology and design. They were beautiful.
I showed him some photos and we shared our perspectives, enjoying new views and surprises found within the images.
Through our conversation, Peter agreed to do some modelling! I think these images turned out well. His wide mind and thirst for knowledge reminded me of a chalice, being poured into and filled via life. I posed Peter at the top of the stairs , sunlight highlighting his profile.
Street Photography – Peter
Drifting, lifting,building, stretching, growing taller
Up up and away!
My entry for this weeks’ ‘Dreamy’ themed Photo Challenge via The Daily Press.
Many, many of the images I take are from the streets of The CIty. Vancouver is a beautiful, interesting place to live. There has long been something, a whisper in my awareness, that I would find my way to the ocean one day. Since early this past summer, I have called Vancouver home. No longer is it a six hour car ride away- snuggled up in blankets on the floor of our mini van to discourage getting car sick while also getting to play. A win win. Thanks for safe driving mom!
Besides the proximity to the ocean, the city life- more specifically,the people of the city- are captivating. A vista entirely in their own right. I have been lucky to find a place attending a college downtown, putting myself in the hub of what goes-Vancouver Style.
I love it.
There are so many faces, so many stories. The energy is so vast and magnificent. A more difficult task is to find yourself bored, than to search out something to do, somewhere to go, something to see.
People are everywhere.
People are amazing.
I love to talk, to listen, to learn. Only recently have I had the courage to ask some of the folks I meet if I could take their photo. The photographer in me would take it anyways, but I want to try this asking business too…
I am anticipating the start of a category of street photography for this blog. Hoping to as well include a brief description of the story behind the person in the image, if there is one.
I met Chris downtown this week. He was outside of a Starbucks, appearing to be playing solitare… guess again! After chatting and sharing cigarettes, he confided in me what he was really up to…’shooting spitballs at assholes!’ I watched as he pulled out a generous number of Starbucks straws from somewhere deep within his army print folds.
Steady-He selected his weapon/straw.
Aim-Locked and loaded with the paper bullet, resourcefully made from the straws packaging.
Fire-That guy-on the cellphone with The Face… Watch out!
He wasn’t a bad shot. We chatted some more and shared jokes. He had left school, left home and was now planning to travel-possibly America. An acquaintance of Chris’ joined us and showed off some magic tricks. Being on break from a class of which I had long since run late, I said my ‘goodbyes’, grabbed my coffee and picked up the pace back to school.
Yesterday, by luck, turned into a free day. No one to see, nowhere to be.
So I took off to the seventies.
After a few hours researching shooting and editing techniques, doing magazine pulls and drinking coffee, the photos were ready to be conceived.
Minimal styling, low saturation and contrast. High noise.
Cigarettes and vodka-colas.
Bada Bing! Etc…
Mikayla Mazur attempting a 1970’s era inspired photo series.
A plus: Poor lighting, poor quality and distractions are all positives when aiming to shoot this style!
Let go our being
View One as
LOVE. I cheated a little there…
How do you capture the emotions, the memories, the physical and non-physical ‘ness’ of The One that you love?
I write this post only hours after attempting a Self Portrait project I assigned myself… Could I capture what it is I feel that I express? Is the woman I appear as somewhat remotely similar to how I perceive myself to be?
It was tough. It was frustrating. I got sad. I was kind to myself. I was cruel.
Now, try to do this same thing, photograph, the one whom you love.
When were in love, we have seen through our eyes, with our hearts. We have listened, compared, imagined, transformed, sacrificed, grown, felt and cried. We have learned the hard way about some things, been fortunate, felt inspired, felt crowded, felt both childish and wise.
We nurture. We lust. We travel.
In our lover, our love, our partner, our spouse, we create from us- and they from them- the relation and perspective of a best friend, a mother, a father, a child, a mentor.
They are stunning.
Capture that in a single click of the shutter.