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portrait workshop

last weeknd i attended a portrait workshop with one of sweden’s most recognized portrait photographer’s, knut koivisto. from friday afternoon to sunday afternoon there was little less than eyes, light and shadow, and how to get a model to relax in front of a camera in my mind. we got homework too, a self portrait and a portrait, plus we did some practicing during daytime.

the last shot is my quick illustration of 2 lines from that t.s. eliot poem (again);

We think of the key, each in his prison
Thinking of the key, each confirms a prison

the landscape is changing

but always dramatic, sparse and strangely distant. the faint november sun adding a warm glow to the colors, less to the temperature outside…

“A heap of broken images, where the sun beats,
And the dead tree gives no shelter, the cricket no relief,
And the dry stone no sound of water. Only
There is shadow under this red rock,
(Come in under the shadow of this red rock),
And I will show you something different from either
Your shadow at morning striding behind you
Or your shadow at evening rising to meet you;
I will show you fear in a handful of dust.”
― T.S. EliotThe Waste Land