Amanda

Amanda and I spent part of the day fooling around with my camera. It was nice :) and we both got to pratice! I really had a great time. Also, a couple of more pictures on the way.

Bye Bye Birdie

Currently writing the report for my recent school project. Looking through it, I realize it's been quite an adventure. I feel that I've grown a lot, and learned a lot and I'm kind of sad to see it go. On the other hand it's a relief that it's finally over. Or soon, anyroad.

I just wanted to show you guys the finished, digital product of all our hard work, and also thank any who participated and made all this possible. It was supposed to be a surprise, but it lifts a weight off my shoulder to be able to give something back: You're all receiving a print of your pictures. The finished prints also look a lot better than what they do on the screen. It's in A4-format and printed in matte paper, which is awesome. You can either come pick them up, or have them handed over to you the next time we meet. Thank you <3

Here they are, in the order they were shot.

Oh Christmas Tree ...

Decorated the Christmas tree today :)

It's really just two pictures put together in PS.



But tbh, I did it more for the practice than anything else. It doesn't really look all that great X)

And now, some pictures of my darling helpers! Santa called and wanted to hire them, but I told him he'd have to look elsewhere! <3

I'm in the progress of making a new blog head. Only I realized a mistake I made and also, I just lost the PS-file. Awesome. So, *work in progress*.

Barbara Kruger

In today's post I decided to give homage to one awesome lady, whose cutting pictures never miss the mark: One Barbara Kruger.

Barbara Kruger studied art and design with Diane Arbus, another great photographer of our time. Arbus, just fyi, came from a privileged home but professed that she felt more comfortable with the working class, which I think is ttly cool. Arbus also had a certain fascination with freaks and twins. Check her out here.

But enough about her.

What Kruger is famous for isn't her photography. In fact, most of her work is based on already existing work from other photographers. What's interesting is what she does with said pictures. Adding very spot-on aggressive texts, mostly about different types of power struggles, be that between difference in social status, sexes or the product's control over the consumer, Kruger "questions the viewer about femenism, consumerism, and individual autonomy and desire" (ttly nicked that from wiki).

But since I think her pictures speak more than well enough for themselves (and also, that's all I could think of writing, but I'm going to pretend that's not the case), I'm gong to let them do just that. So, here you have some of my favorites.




























Thank you Kruger! You're totally going on my list for Santa this year.

Max

I have a problem. Friday is the deadline I gave myself. Friday, I have to hand my photos over to have them printed. That gives me tomorrow to select and edit 18 pictures. Well, I'm done with a fair amount so that's not really the problem. The problem is this: HOW am I supposed to CHOOSE.

I have this thing, that when I'm offered more than one choice (which I DEMAND that I am), my heart starts beating out of my throat! I.CAN'T.CHOOSE. I feel sick, and suddenly my whole continued existence hinges on this one, insignificant decision.

Silly me.

9/9

My last model recently got sick, and I don't really feel up to model-hunting this close to the deadline, so today was my ninth and last session! Huzzah!

This my beautiful and exceptionally smart sister. I'm so proud of her.

8/10

Gorgeous!

VGVGVGVGGVGVGVGVGGVGVVGVG

Det fotografiska uttrycket 7.5 VG


BOYAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!!!!!!! >8DDDDDDDDDDDDDDD

Ullared

Today, my mom, her colleges and I took the bus to Ullared. The driver was a real charmer, until we discovered his most likely innate ability to never ever shut up :D

First timer as I was I was strung tight as a string. My mother and I got ourselves a cart each and then proceeded to dive into the war zone that is Ullared and decided to immediately split up. Not quite surprisingly, five minutes later I had abandoned my cart and retreated to base (my mom). That place is fucking scary. Old ladies with carts are fucking scary.

I was going to write this biiig post (that nobody'll ever read)about my adventure, but since I have more important stuff to talk about, I won't.

1. My spoils of war
2. MY CAT FUCKING BROKE MY CAMERA


so.


1.



You'd better look at this picture CLOSELY, because it's very likely it's the last flash pic you'll see from me until my ass starts growing money.
My lovely cat, who's not really all that lovely at all right now, made me drop my camera and the fall totally obliterated my beloved flash ;__; I may have continuously told my flash what a useless little bitch it is, but I did so out of love. And now it's very likely I won't ever tell it anything ever again *drama*

My mom just came down and tried to be all nice and stuff, and all I did was bitch at her. I'm such an ungrateful child!!


But srsly though, I just used up money I don't really have to shop for things I don't really need - I don't have any money! I'm bringing my baby with me to school. Somebody ought to be able to tell me something .______.

Thus, I will now proceed to torment you with very grainy and very ugly pictures. Yeah.




Leggins, hipsters, socks, IPhone screen cover.




Awesome Tube-top and equally awesome jacket. Trust me - it's awesome.



Cozy, grey poncho-jacket.



Shiny skirt with lovely rose pattern.



Nightgown.



Now, I'll retreat back into my world of darkness and wallow in self pity.


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*wallows*

Today I had coffee with the two lovely Batista sisters and it's really given me a lot to think about and process. Time to kick this thing a-moving.

Also thinking of changing from Red Admiral Photography to something a little more personal. Like Malin L Photography or something. That way I'll be a person and not just a name...

A couple of old pictures I decided to work on :)

I have to stop cropping my pictures so close to the face. What's up with that??