Sorry guys, but the #GoldenHour is a hoax. The real secret is to wait for the sunset to disappear. Then you’ve got about 15 minutes of drastically changing, super soft, natural, @Gucci, light that will light your model like an angel. When you combine the race against time and the excitement of a nude body, that’s when the magic happens. But, the real, real secret, is to learn how to shoot in all lighting scenarios...
Stole the bible and found god. Not true, but when I was in art school I got busted stealing a @redbull and some sushi from Whistler Mountain's cafeteria and got barred for 2 years. Somehow I still made it up the gondola without a pass, but that’s another story. I was broke in many ways but wanted to find some peace and quiet, so I went to the Chapters and stole this little yellow and red book called “Zen & The Art of Happiness”. I read it on the shitter everyday. A couple weeks later, after having a beer in the #darkroom, I went to Whole Foods with a buzz and stole some almonds and candied salmon. Two undercover security guards grabbed me on the way out. I was thrown in a holding cell at the cop station where they scared me pretty good, in a good way. They told me that my dreams of travelling as a #photographer would be crushed if I was ever caught again. That night In the cell was my first experience #meditating. I realized I sucked at stealing and never stole again. #UnapologeticApologies #WakeUp #film
Yeap, no waves here...
Soon we will hit flat ground.
Stanley Park Nude, Summer 2010.
Bronica sq | 80mm 2.8 | Ilford HP5 120mm film | #UnapologeticAplogies
As for nudes. I would find someone who loves themselves, not like they love their tits, but they like who they are, they are happy with themselves, and are kinda cheeky and playful. It helps if they are enjoying themselves and moving around. When they move from pose to pose that's when you shoot. Not when they are in a pose. That's why I like to give them a prop. Like a branch. They forget they are there and wave it around like wand. they are playing. and THERE NEEDS TO BE CHEMISTRY. Nothing sexual. Unless you want that. But your working with each other. Give and take. But ask yourself why you want to shoot nudes? I would love to hear your answer. It's not to unclothe women. For me it makes a photo timeless. There are no brand names or labels or context for time. It's provocative yea, but its also just beautiful. Beautiful imperfections. Then once you know why, you can be more upfront with your model as to why you want to shoot nudes. The more info the better. Be real. It's a rush. its nerve racking, its scary. It may go bad hahaha. But most the time 9the girl walks away happy. I am selective when shooting girls. Not for body type, but for personality, and their story.
Feel free to write me at firstname.lastname@example.org if you have any questions or collaboration ideas. This photo was taken on the same setup from the previous post, but just an hour before. #UnapologeticApologies
Here's an outtake from a shoot I did circa 2010. It's been suggested to me countless times, "You should shoot weddings... Who cares if you hate it, you can make a killing!" Truth be told, shooting weddings are a huge turn off for me because of all the artificial, juvenile, and short lived fleeting relationships around me. It gives me the shits thinking about it. That being said there are a number of wedding photographers out there who specialize in this field and are doing a great job, capturing those moments and making 10 times what I make. "3k in a day! How could you pass that up Alex!?" How bout 5k, 10k? Because It taxes me emotionally, and artistically. It's just not me. I'd rather photograph a couple making love.
Bronica sq -80mm lens- Ilford HP5 iso400
"I’m trying to ask simpler question's, but I can’t find a simple question?" I say to Alexa, frustrated.
She is silent at first, then begins. "Yesterday I visited my aunt in the hospital. She maybe weighs 85 lbs now… and what I realized is that as we die we literally just become more of Love. There is only Love left. I can't even begin to explain the weight of the experience to be there with her, to hug her, and to hear her tell me how proud she is of me. I am sitting with all this and going to write it into a piece this week. In terms of simple questions, fuck yes, the questions are goddam simple. How can we be kinder? How can I be more of Love?"
"Damn," I say woken by how potent her words are, knowing I can be a better me as she guides my finger towards myself.