My favorite has been, and probably always will be the Tulip Staircase, which is where the title of this series get’s it’s name. The original Tulip photo always bothered me. Not because there’s supposedly a ghost in it, but because I couldn’t reconcile the perspective, the shapes, distortions and light. It’s all awkward and strange, clearly a hoax, but so compositionally bizarre that it’s stuck with me for nearly forty years.
In response, I give the staircase a nude woman. Ha!
Based on some suggestions from fellow Fetlife users, I checked up on a few locations for possible future shoots. The exteriors definitely had some of the elements I was looking for. However the interiors weren’t where I needed them. Plus they aren’t anywhere near as close to the areas I need to be in.
I’m off to check some possibilities tomorrow. More motel signage porn tomorrow.
Don’t let the title mislead you, especially considering my oeuvre*. These are shots that generally don’t fit with the context of other projects or series. These are thoughts, explorations, a photo sketchbook of meanderings. Most of the time, my work develops out of explorations like these. So, for now, these are explorations that haven’t led anywhere just yet.
I’m being very grandiose about a portfolio that has just one image in it. It’ll grow, though. It’ll grow.
* Fuck. I hate using words like that, but it lets me get to the point quicker. So, yay, I’m a hypocrite again.