Lissy Elle Laricchia
An extract from Lissy's Biography.
My name is Lissy and I live between a tall forest and
an old cornfield. I wander between them imagining terribly impossible things and
scribbling in journals about how to make them real.
I discovered photography as an art-form when I was
13. It quickly became an escape from the trials of adolescence, and an excuse to
let it soldier on. The reason to get up in the morning and wash your hair. To
re-arrange your bedroom furniture. To save your money for a Nikkor 50mm 1.8
lens. To explore an abandoned house. To tie two dozen apples to trees. To cut
out a thousand paper stars. To practice ballet. To learn to levitate. To have
tea parties at the age of 18. To forge, through art, a place for yourself in the
world and fight tooth and nail to stay there.
I like these set of photographs because to me they protray an "other worldly" feel!
They are playful but in some they have a darker twist and a discomfort about them.
Diane Arbus
In a working life less than a decade Diane Arbus effected a profound reconsideration of photography's intensions. Her work turned away from the central concerns of the preceding generation. She valued psychological above formal precision, private above social realities, the permanent and the prototypical above the ephemeral and the accidental, and courage above subtlety. These intuitions were pursued with acute intelligence and fierce dedication --- the latter almost perfectly concealed by humor, and a precisely calculated measure of self-deprecation.
In a working life less than a decade Diane Arbus effected a profound reconsideration of photography's intensions. Her work turned away from the central concerns of the preceding generation. She valued psychological above formal precision, private above social realities, the permanent and the prototypical above the ephemeral and the accidental, and courage above subtlety. These intuitions were pursued with acute intelligence and fierce dedication --- the latter almost perfectly concealed by humor, and a precisely calculated measure of self-deprecation.
With rare exceptions, Arbus made
photographs only of people. The force of these portraits may be a measure of
the degree to which the subject and the photographer agreed to risk trust and
acceptance of each other. She was interested in them for what they were most
specifically: not representatives of philosophical positions or life styles or
physiological types, but unique mysteries.
Her subjects
surely perceived this, and revealed themselves without reserve, confident that
they were not being used as conscripts to serve an exterior issue. They were
also doubtless interested in her. At times it may have been unclear which was
the mariner and which the wedding guest.
The powerfully individual presences that exist in her pictures transcend the abstractions of role; indeed, the categorical badges that her subjects were often seem disguises, costumes to conceal from the casual viewer a more intimate truth.
from "Looking at Photographs
" by John Szarkowski
The powerfully individual presences that exist in her pictures transcend the abstractions of role; indeed, the categorical badges that her subjects were often seem disguises, costumes to conceal from the casual viewer a more intimate truth.
from "Looking at Photographs
Mark Nixon
A NORTHSIDE photographer launched an exhibition last week that is set to stir happy childhood memories for those who visit it.
‘MuchLoved’ is the latest photographic exhibition by Clontarf-based photographer Mark Nixon.
It features portraits of much loved teddy bears, including ones belonging to Gerry Ryan, Miriam O'Callaghan and Rowan Atkinson's ‘Teddy’ from the Mr Bean television series.
Mark, a portrait, editorial and advertising photographer, said the project began as a result of photographing his 10-year-old son Calum's Peter Rabbit.
“He was given to Peter by his great grandmother as a baby,’ explained Mark.
“In spite of the scores of other Teddies and soft toys now residing in several black plastic sacks in the attic, Peter stuck, and has slept with him every night of his life since.”
