Posts Tagged ‘artist residency’

Tagging along with Brijesh Patel

Monday, September 3rd, 2012

Or was he tagging along with me? When you travel with a photographer, you get photographed a lot. At least, if you travel with me you do. In this case, I was in residency and exploring a new place with another photographer, Brijesh Patel.

Tomorrow morning I’m returning to to the Halsnoy Kloster in Norway for a joint exhibition with Brijesh, of the work we each did there last year. It just occurred to me to collect all the photos I had taken of him and see what that might look like as a portrait.

Brij up close in the forest

Brij far away on a hill

Brij in the study, with a frozen Jonathan Livingston.

Brij and dog that wants to bite me

Brij in the tall grass, waiting for me to get out of his shot

Strange Things

Thursday, September 22nd, 2011

Fear can be so annoying. I was alone in the big old house this afternoon when the electricity went out. I was printing in the basement darkroom. I had just put paper in the developer tray, and when everything went black I immediately abandoned it and fled upstairs. Robert Plant and Alison Krauss were singing “Strange things are happening everyday…” on my computer.

No fuses were blown, no apparent reason for it. Perhaps someone was working on the line. Not long afterward the lights came back, at the same time a student from the folkehøgskule came to play the piano in the “green room.”

Back down in the darkroom, I could hear his beautiful music through the ceiling and it calmed my nerves. I spent the rest of the day printing without any other weirdness. Wait, except one thing, but it can probably be explained. I’ll write about that in a later post.

The orange room with red curtains. My bedroom window in the un-haunted house on Halsnoy.

Biggest wall on the island

Tuesday, September 20th, 2011

And now for some trivia. Do you know where the world’s largest wall mural resides? All 80 x 16 meters of it? Don’t ask my to pronounce it, but it’s in Høylandsbygd on Halsnoy, at the docks. There are some shacks nearby where at least four vicious-sounding dogs live.

Høylandsbygd shipping mural, painted by Polish artists, Magareth and Konrad Waraksa. Finished in July, 2010.

The Mother Ash

Friday, September 16th, 2011

This tree is 550 years old. She (because I call her the mother tree) was struck by lightening around 1850. She’s protected by Norway and has a plaque nailed to the side of her that faces the Kloster Fjord, but her trunk has grown around it so you can’t see what it says. Her roots are tangled in the stone wall that runs along side of her, and because the lightening ripped her open, she can shelter you from the rain. Her trunk bulbs out in several areas that make very nice places to sit or nap. I visit her daily, and last night decided to light her up while the sky was clear and the moon was bright. For scale, I sat in my usual spot inside her trunk, and lit myself with a flashlight.

Self portrait in the great Halsnøy ash tree

Sleepless in Sunnhordland

Thursday, September 8th, 2011

What do you do with yourself when you are alone?

I am alone tonight in a big house, built in 1841 with stones dating from 1300. My three-week residency has 1/3 passed and Brijesh, the other photographer in this amazing place with me, is in London today for a shoot.

Everyone asks if this place is haunted. Everyone. Honestly, I hesitate to write that “h” word. It is absolutely not. It’s such a lovely, big, warm, friendly house, but my imagination is running away with itself. Because I’m alone late at night in a house everyone thinks is haunted!

It’s not, it’s not, it’s just not.

And it’s silly, but I’ll wait until tomorrow, during the bright daylight, to go into the basement darkroom with the old stone floor, to make my prints. Even though I cut myself off from horror movies several years ago, the ones I’ve already seen are burned on my brain.

Looking at the Kloster Fjord from Halsnoy Kloster monastery tonight

Halsnøy Kloster, 8:20pm

Saturday, September 3rd, 2011

First night in the Halsnøy Kloster. I’m here doing a 3-week residency on an island at the southern end of the Hardanger Fjord, between the mainland and the island of Stord. It’s so wonderfully quiet, except when the cows are hungry.

One Woman One Day Show

Tuesday, April 13th, 2010

Demain soir je fête mes six mois de résidence au 59 rue de Rivoli,
j’exposerai le travail résultant de ce temps,
les images attendus mais plutôt inattendus,
autour d’un apéro, partagé avec des amis
nouveaux, de longtemps et pas encore connus.

A Paris? Vous êtes bienvenus.