Posts Tagged ‘photograph’

Alterations

Sunday, April 18th, 2010

It should be mentioned that much credit is due the dedicated, passionate folks at the IMPOSSIBLE project (further info at http://theimpossibleproject.com) for their recent introduction of the highly modifiable PX100 Silver Shade instant film.

Now, please enjoy one humble enthusiast’s oh-so-slight and ever-so-subtle coaxing along of a pair of photographs which hardly needed an ounce of help to find their truest hues.

A bit of blending. Some smoothing here, a stitch or two there, a cold compress applied… nothing, really.

DAVID SANKEY graduated with a degree in Graphic Design from The College of New Jersey (formerly Trenton State) in the Spring of 2008. He is getting used to splitting his time between north and central New Jersey. He enjoys art making of all kinds. He is a founding member of and frequent contributor to The Fir Coat. For more of his work, visit www.davidsankey.net

Photo Essay: Good Morning! Good Morning.

Tuesday, February 23rd, 2010

Greeting the February Saturday  from the literal backyard of a pharmaceutical giant/feeling downright NPR about the whole thing.

DAVID SANKEY graduated with a degree in Graphic Design from The College of New Jersey (formerly Trenton State) in the Spring of 2008. He is getting used to splitting his time between north and central New Jersey. He enjoys art making of all kinds. He is a founding member of and frequent contributor to The Fir Coat. For more of his work, visit www.davidsankey.net

DELIVERY

Friday, April 10th, 2009

lavaFor days before, the mountain had groaned and heaved.  You could see it expanding and contracting, sending tremors through the earth.  When it finally erupted Jonathan already had his donkey packed.  As disaster filled the sky he turned his back on it and started to safety.  But something stopped him in his tracks.  Even above the sounds of the earth tearing apart he could hear the desperate cry of a baby.  Jonathan hopped off of his donkey and ran straight towards the sound.  The baby was naked and tangled within the branches of a fallen tree branch.  Jonathan cut the baby free and scooped it up in his arms. With a river of fire approaching, and his vision and breathing clouded with stinging sulfuric smoke he stumbled back to his frightened donkey and quickly rode to the safety of a large granite outcropping.

Jonathan soaked two handkerchiefs with water from his canteen and covered the baby’s face with one and his own with the other.  He shielded his eyes from the heat and turned to look back at the mountain that had made him a father.  His life had changed forever.

Jonathan Dueck now lives in Airdrie, Alberta, Canada. The home that he shares with his wife Heather and the wonderful Pritchard family is on a large hill from which he can see a Super Wal-Mart. Try to find him at www.intransitcentre.info

THE SHUDDER WAS NOT FROM THE COLD

Thursday, March 26th, 2009

icerescuecrop

From the ridge on this stormy, snow-filled eve their camp looked so insignificant.  When Jonathan left camp three weeks ago he knew that his team doubted his courage, skill, and sanity.  True to his word, however, he returned with exactly what they were looking for.

Before Jonathan began the difficult final descent, his mind flashed back to the event that led to him acquiring such a valuable item.  the shudder through his being was not from the cold, but from his soul trying to purge the terrifying memory that he swore never to share.

Jonathan Dueck now lives in Airdrie, Alberta, Canada. The home that he shares with his wife Heather and the wonderful Pritchard family is on a large hill from which he can see a Super Wal-Mart. Try to find him at www.intransitcentre.info

THERE IS NO WAY THAT SHE COULD RESIST THIS PEARL

Friday, March 6th, 2009

pearlcrop

THERE IS NO WAY SHE COULD RESIST THIS PEARL.

Jonathan’s skills as a diver had been wasted for years.  Hank Hogan had hired him to supervise his crew of divers in his cultured pearl operation nine years ago.  Everyday Jonathan would spend hours submerged in the murky Mississippi groping for oyster shells.  The water was so thick with mud that he couldn’t see his fingers in front of him.  Jonathan knew that pearls are the oldest and most universal of all precious gems.  They symbolized feminine purity and chastity and were supremely valuable possessions.  A pair of matching pearls worn by Cleopatra are said to have been worth 1,875,000 ounces of silver during her reign.  Hank’s semi-manufactured products are nothing like that.  Featuring a thin veil of pearl around a implanted mould, Hank’s pearls, though plentiful, are a disgrace to that tradition.

That is how Jonathan found himself off the coast of Haiti.  “Natural pearl divers are extinct for a reason!” Hank bullied when Jonathan told him his plans. “You’re wasting your time.” But Hank couldn’t know that deep in the clear Polynesian waters Jonathan would be holding the most beautiful specimen he had ever laid eyes on.  Genevieve could never say no to this one.

Jonathan Dueck now lives in Airdrie, Alberta, Canada. The home that he shares with his wife Heather and the wonderful Pritchard family is on a large hill from which he can see a Super Wal-Mart. Try to find him at www.intransitcentre.info