#studio assignment

These aren’t the greatest photos of my studio assignment 😂 inside the fabric is a fabric baby i made. And i would love to have it hanging up rather then on the table 🙈 The quote is - open up whats inside show me show me What is there to hide? Do you know what’s inside? Peel back the layers then decide What do you hide? What is trapped inside? Show me show me Whats inside

My architectutal model for studio assignment

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"The Greek word “icon” (eikon, or image) now seems to denote any thing, person, or idea that is, for whatever reason, a centre of attention, and which has acquired significance that raises it above the flow of ordinary events. It may be difficult to put this significance into words; but the crucial thing is that an icon is common property. You and I can both refer to it, and know instinctively what we mean, even when we have no other way of saying what we mean. Produce four photographic images that explore and challenge our cultural artefacts, you will determine the nature of the product/s you are photographing, the details of which you are asked to describe in your visual work journal. Models (people) can be used but only as an accessory."

Even though the photography session wasn't a successful one in terms of producing the perfect images, it gave me the opportunity to test out some ideas, and gave me the chance to identify the pros and cons with each one.   

Later today, (12/10/12) I will be returning to the Photography Studio to produce some more 'Grey Goods' photos. Last week I feel that I produced work that I was incredibly pleased with, however I have since bought a 90mm Macro and a 50mm lens which I would like to test in the studio and see if I produce more images that I feel are of a higher standard than those produced last week.  Additionally, I will produce the first images for the Big Mac Challenge, which I will be able to receive feedback on in Week 4's workshop. 

"Have you ever wondered why your Big Macs never looks like the one advertised on the menu board? Now’s your opportunity to engage with the process of food advertising photography. You are required to produce two photographic images of a Big Mac, a before and after set of images."

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