Move Me-Experimenting with artistic blurring

Personal, Photos, Portrait

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

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‘Scription’- Donnie Brasco

Fashion, Photos, Photoshoot, Portrait

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.

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Street Photography- Chris

Photos, Street Photography

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.
Please enjoy!

Street Photography-Chris
Chris

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.

Before My Birthday

Personal, Photos

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!

This Man Is My Man

Personal, Photos

Let go our being

Oneself

View One as

Eachother.

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?

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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.

SexiPepsiWhen 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.

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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.

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They are stunning.

Capture that in a single click of the shutter.

I try.

Self Portrait

Photos

Attempting to internalize a reflection.
Mull that one over.
Self portraits are often utilized by one as tool towards self understanding. What we are seen as to others very often reflects some of our own self perceptions, but only a seldom few.
The portrait-A Metaphor.

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The Things That Keep Us Late

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This City is incredible.
Brick after brick. The old, the missing, the new and the yet constructed.
Eyes may feel tired sometimes, but the sights do not.
So, I turned the ‘wrong’ way off the train and knew where I was…
Location-PhotoBliss.
The blue brick of this decaying apartment is absolutely magnetic.
It stands-or slouches-between a newly constructed apartment block and an empty lot.
The atmosphere, alluring. A mystery of Late Late at night and somebody…
Beautiful.

Tour De Trespass

Photos

Curiosity killed the cat.

I haven’t heard many quotes that are so blatantly misleading and invalid as this.

Curiosity created the cat. There- I fixed it.

What CAN’T be found?

Bottleneck  Tandoori King  Kings' Glove  Stonewalled  Kings Favour