I am currently working on an interesting project: I'm walking around the rural areas near different cities and making photographs of spontaneously emerged small dumps. I prefer to call them Dumpscapes. There are many, by the way. What is my purpose one might ask? In such kind of places I like to be a witness of various human lives. Rather fragmented parts of lives which were rejected by the owners, all of sudden or once upon a time. I'm collecting the Forgotten Past of unknown people by documenting dumped trash in the fields, forests, river banks and mountains. So, here is a shot from my favourite series of Dumped Dead Dolls, which I've started a year ago. Here is a question about coloristic post - production of the RAW files of the series. On the one hand I want to preserve a true effect of a documental photography, but on the other hand I have an evident necessity of using a "toy camera"- like preset with strong vingnetting for better feeling of presence.
Showing posts with label Dump Art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Dump Art. Show all posts
Wednesday, May 23, 2012
I am currently working on an interesting project: I'm walking around the rural areas near different cities and making photographs of spontaneously emerged small dumps. I prefer to call them Dumpscapes. There are many, by the way. What is my purpose one might ask? In such kind of places I like to be a witness of various human lives. Rather fragmented parts of lives which were rejected by the owners, all of sudden or once upon a time. I'm collecting the Forgotten Past of unknown people by documenting dumped trash in the fields, forests, river banks and mountains. So, here is a shot from my favourite series of Dumped Dead Dolls, which I've started a year ago. Here is a question about coloristic post - production of the RAW files of the series. On the one hand I want to preserve a true effect of a documental photography, but on the other hand I have an evident necessity of using a "toy camera"- like preset with strong vingnetting for better feeling of presence.
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