Did it ever bother you, did you ever wonder? We only see such a small fraction. Four edges to every frame, and what happens outside, we’re never supposed to know. It’s where the story ends and the spell vanishes into thin air like a kiss thrown to the wind.
The frame holds the magic, outside the machine pulsates. Funny, witty or tragic… We only care for the fantasy it creates.
The studio wasn’t furnished. It was alive. Flashes lit up the air, voices chattered, models laughed and mucked about, eyes and cameras on them. Photographer Mark‘s Montreal visit from Atlanta culminated in a lighting workshop. It was November 6th, and he had invited photographers and artists from the entire city.
Backdrops? Simple. White, black. Props? Few. Outside: the street. A flash and umbrella. A softbox. Well-chosen lighting breeds excitement. Vibrancy. Liveliness.
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