Snapping at eternity and capturing life in small pixels is the fastest most efficient way to lie the truth.

 

They are the holding back of the tears, of putting on a mask, of being part of the theater of life, where the photographer studio is just a magnified view on your true being.

 

 

You cant sell news stories that have data and cautious predictions. Where is the panic? Where is the impending doom? C'mon people , give me something to work with here…

    Opinions / Science / Theory of Relative Ignorance  
 

..and as I was a yuppy marketing and advertising executive for the better part
of a decade, I am not really impressed with stories of selling your soul to the devil...

    Art & Culture / Music / Blues / Robert Johnson  

Jan Saudek - The natural narative

Jan saudek is the guy responsible to the fact I am a photographer. Yep. His fault.

that's right mister saudek. Am sending you the bill for all those years I could have been making money instead…
Something in his work touched me the minute I saw it, something twisted and dirty and beautiful and theatrical and truthful and staged and natural and cezch.

I first found him in a second hand book shop, and there was a minibook with postcards of his work. That was 17 years ago, and I still have two of the postcards hanging on the filing cabinet besides me here, and two more in the living room upstairs.  Still never sick of them.

There is something defying in this models attitude, something that has what we call in the business 'balls'. It's like gumption but less cute and more in your face here I am attitude. No discounts, no secrets. This is me. And you. And all of us.
His models are too thin. Or too fat. They are angry or sad or loving or hurting, they are a piece of a puzzle, a story that does not want to be told. They are the holding back of the tears, of putting on a mask, of being part of the theater of life, where the photographer studio is just a magnified view on your true being.

What I really do is making portraits of the soul."

 

At times, saudek lost his 'freshness' and tried to be too polite and planned, which brought nice works of graphics, but no real photography, and only when he let himself again explore that net essence of the mortal soul again did he start producing valuable work again.

He always has this over saturated colors that make everything look like a dream. Maybe not your typical dream, a absinth induced dream, all flared up with the colors turning the volume to eleven, and everything becomes softer, darker, almost morbid, yet so very human with all the optimism and other idiocy humans are known for.

The colors are added by hand, which gives them a personal touch of the artist immediate involvement from one side, and a much higher sense of distress as it is obvious that this is how he meant them to look. Strange guy.

Saudek is fun. He is a dark drunk disorderly madman, or at least that is what his photos tell us, never met him in person. Would be a ….ahm….an experience. But he is dark and fun.

 

I believe all artists, if they are not lying to themselves, must believe that the best part of their work, or even their life, is in front of them. "

 

Mad but fun. It is a pleasure to all the senses looking at any of his photos, and at his 19th century style circus semi nudes the most. It is like looking at a Rembrandt painting, if Rembrandt was…well. A bit crazy. Ok, maybe not a BIT. But still, the good kind of crazy.

When I go over his different work, the obvious development of the artist's soul is evident in each and every step of the way, each exhibition more protruding into our visual consciousness, a little deeper, brushing the cobwebs in the corners of our mind's image processing centers.

 

I have no way of portraying the lives of others. I portray my own."

 

Strong images. Colorful. Dark. They take no prisoners. And each exhibition they were more positive in content. I think saudek has more photos of kisses then any other photographer I know, definitely art photographers. Because he can. It is never a cheesy kiss, it is never expected. Never obvious. Love in all the dark places. The ugly places.

Now, if that is not optimism, I don’t know what is.

 
Slideshow http://youtu.be/pGxoET0QJds
Documentary http://youtu.be/OewcX2UzMqo