Old Friends, Old Photographs
Last night was a night of Metric, everyone wanting to fall in love, everyone wanting to play the lead; and yesterday, daytime, was a day of talking with old and dear and too-long absent friends. And during one conversation, someone asked how I achieved the look in the photograph below, and I explained that the figure was moving, and the camera was also moving, the camera following the figure, and so everything else became blur, a wash of light; and that that the light of night had a greater intensity on film than the light of day. I think my friend described the photograph as hyper-real. The music of Metric also has a greater intensity at night (as does much music). So: night and day; moving and tracking; clarity and blur; old friends, old photographs.
Xi’an, 2006.