I initially grew to love digital collage artist Robin Isely’s work in 2017 and in my ensuing obsession, I reached out to them for an interview. Unfortunately, In the time that passed, their Tumblr-hosted site was heavily censored, their URL was hacked, and now the entirety of it has vanished. With their permission, I published the piece anyway at Haute Macabre, so that I may share a bit more about the enigmatic artist and their works. Somewhere along the way, I decided to ditch the traditional Q&A format in lieu of the artist’s thoughts and comments themselves, so that they might be unfiltered through the veil of my own perceptions.
Also upon reflection, my questions might have been a little over-the-top.
An Obscurum Of Secrets: The Lost Art Of Robin Isely
I had, for a time, sadly shelved the idea of a feature on digital collage artist Robin Isely, aka sliplead. I first mentioned this artist in my 2017 Needful Things roundup and I was immensely thrilled at the opportunity to connect with them for an interview, but unfortunately, their gorgeous Tumblr-hosted gallery–an obscurum of secrets, elusive of precise description; a sensualist’s delight of surreal grotesqueries–had vanished into the ether in late 2018. This was due, in part, to Tumblr’s ridiculous censorship nonsense at that time, and– if that wasn’t bad enough– the artist’s URL had been hacked by some porny bots and their whole virtual salon of loveliness was eventually deleted.
Understandably heartsick at the loss of their body of work, as of today, they still have not found a new space on the internet for their creative portfolio. This left me with a dilemma, and I was hesitant to proceed; I generally try to be pretty scrupulous when it comes to sharing website/store/social media details regarding the artists I write about; but regrettably in this instance I would not have anywhere at all to direct those readers who may have been keen to learn more about this artist and see more of their work.
However. Blog content across all platforms runs rampant with imagery shared out of context, sans artist credit or relevant source data (and no, I’m sorry, but “sourced from Pinterest” does not count!) I guess it must be hard to believe that artists as creative beings actually exist, right? You’d think most artistic content springs fully formed from the dashboards of microblogging “content creators.” In addition to this particularly annoying form of artist erasure, many sites (I’m looking at you, Tumblr, Facebook, and Instagram) practice a puritanical form of censorship under the guise of “community standards”–especially when it comes to those wily and dangerous nipples on female-presenting subjects. Here today, gone tomorrow– sorry about your content, artists! Shoulda kept them titties covered! It’s absurd and infuriating and I hate it. This is in part what happened when Robin Isely’s work started to disappear.
Digital Archivist, Digital Curator, and Art Consultant Samantha Levin shared with me, “As Tumblr and other sites disappear or change over time, we’re looking at losing our history,” and I can’t even begin to tell you how distressing and urgent this notion feels to me (see my lamentations concerning the great Polyvore disappearance of 2018, for one example of this type of occurrence.) With this realization, it is more important than ever that we bolster and keep alive this conversation and the push-back surrounding these types of censorship, the lazy lack of artist sourcing and citing, and the responsibility of giving credit where credit is due.
…and so I concluded that regardless of whether or not Robin Isely has an online gallery for their work right now, it is of paramount importance to me to share both their work and their story, right here. While there is still a place for it, and a person who cares to tell it, and people interested in witnessing it and learning more.
As someone who writes about people and their artistic practices and processes, I probably ask a lot of dumb questions. But occasionally I get lucky and hit on some really good ones! And I’m always gratified when the recipient of my queries takes the time to provide me with some thoughtful answers. That’s not always the case, though, and I won’t lie to you–every once in a while I get a bit of a dud in terms of maybe one-word or canned responses. Is that unprofessional to admit? Well, maybe. But it happens and that’s the truth and I guess you’re not supposed to take it personally (but I do, because how else are you supposed to take things?) Also, I’m sorry, between this gripe and the tumblr thing, it’s become a bit of the old airing of grievances, whoops.
In a rare and unforeseen circumstance, though, the subject of my questions might not really answer anything I’ve asked them at all! Which is a little confounding! But in certain wonderful instances, what they’ve chosen to share instead serves to open a door to a completely different way of thinking about the artist and their work. Such is the case with Robin Isely, this dear human and extraordinarily imaginative creator whom, true, I don’t know very well, and yet of whom I have grown incredibly fond– and this fondness, I don’t mind sharing, lends an extra layer of tenderness to how I view their art.
In any case, I am ditching my questions and eschewing the traditional Q&A format to share with you Robin’s words, as they shared them with me.
Describing themselves a “something of a hermit, a completely unsocialized beast,” Robin wrote to me that they dropped out of art school to spend a life riding and training horses and dogs. Making art seemed stifling, they thought; they wanted to make something beautiful with other minds, animal minds. “It’s a more experiential, physical art form– dancing, if you will,” they divulged. Upon reaching a point in their career where they became physically incapable of working with and caring for animals, it was then that they were given the tools to access a new chapter in their life’s story, a portal to entirely new worlds: an iPad!
Regarding their discovery and creation of digital art, and its strange and surprising similarities to a former life, they reveal: “I use a simple app and I much enjoy the feeling of my finger sliding across the glass; there’s a place on a horse’s mouth, you slide your finger there and they relax–and so it is with me.”
I had asked a convoluted question about themes involving frames and thresholds, pertaining to the notion of navigating between worlds in her art. In one sense, Robin candidly demurred to go there:
“You were asking about thresholds and frames, and that’s the thing with words, don’t you think? They force you to put a frame around an idea and leave out all the other possibilities. I must confess I like the idea of the pictures having the freedom to evoke any and all interpretations…after all, I do believe we see the world as we are.”
But they went on to illuminate most beautifully :
“The thing about art and thresholds is important…you have to cross over to that mind-place that forgets the names of things; remember Alice in the forest with no names? Of course, you have to surrender yourself, completely. It’s the being there and sometimes you come back with something of a bit of that place’s shine. That’s what you respond to in art, music, dance, really everything worthwhile: the resonance of the experience of that state of being.”
About their childhood and early life, Robin disclosed the following:
“I was an only child and lived in books. I memorized the Alice poems and was wont to recite them at inappropriate times. I absorbed the language and spoke like a proper Victorian child. Obviously, I had few friends of the human variety. My mother fed me a diet of Vogue magazines and Aldous Huxley. As a teen, I was quite prepared for the sixties in San Francisco and enjoyed dressing in thrift store velvet gowns and dancing at the Avalon Ballroom. I’ve shared a life with horses and dogs that a king would envy. Many nights have found me passionately debating the meaning of Meaning with the man who became my life partner. I lived a life and can highly recommend the experience to all of your readers.”
“So, for me,” Robin expresses in continuance to a previous thought, “the pictures are a memoir, a spiritual practice, and a way to quiet the tiresome narrative voice in my head. I was never afraid on a horse and if I can cross over to that place with the art-making, there is no fear there either. Most of all, as a child, I admired Alice’s bravery confronting the absurd, scary world she found herself in. If my pictures had any power at all, I would wish some of her courage to come through in them, to the viewer.”
And finally, a prescient and poignant conclusion to our communiqué:
I do not post the pictures beyond tumblr but I know they have wandered off on their own adventures. Perhaps one day I will find a more permanent home to provide them with.
I’d like to think that Robin Isely’s incredible art has a home here at Haute Macabre for a time and that there are those amongst you who wish to gather it all as close to your heart as I do, while we can. Continue scrolling for some of my personal favorites, and Robin, we wish you all the very best in your continued journey.
Mixed media artist Rebecca Reeves’ work is intricate and enthralling, delicately wrought with thin black thread and fraught with powerful, piercing themes of family and loss. Some pieces work to contain and preserve their contents–poignant heirlooms or other meaningful objects– while others encapsulate their interior in a suffocating struggle of sorrow and grief.
More recently, these pieces instead of items obsessively enveloped, incorporates the idea of mirrors and portals, a connection with another world, and–unlike her cocooned works of familial preservation and protection–embraces the notion that we must not allow the spirits of the deceased to become trapped within.
I own one of Rebecca Reeves works, it sits on a shelf in my office and quietly watches me work every day. A sweet, eerie-eyed porcelain doll head atop an antique milk glass jar, to resemble a flower festooned with softly glimmering petals and leaves, each one painstakingly hand-beaded. It is a rare treasure.
And what treasure, too, the opportunity to delve deeper into these works of grace and grief and better get to know the sensitive soul who created them! See below for an interview with artist Rebecca Reeves.
Unquiet Things: In repeated viewings of your work, I am struck by how you have taken a thing as vast and fathomless and amorphous as grief and fashioned it into a tiny, tangible keepsake to treasure. You have bound it snugly in thread, embellished it with glass beads, pinned it in place like a rare specimen, and protected it under glass. Here, you seem to say. This is the enormity of your staggering grief made small, manageable, secure. It is fragile and delicate. Your grief is not only a thing you can face, but it is a thing to be cherished and preserved.
Now…this is just what I see when I gaze upon your work, of course, I am bringing the weight of my own grief and experiences with loss to the table. But you didn’t make your work for me. Your pieces are intensely personal works inspired by overwhelming emotions experienced when you attempt to live around your grief. And to an extent, we all grieve alone, and our experiences reflect that. What did I get right, in my initial assessment (if anything)? Where do I lose the thread? How are your personal experiences with grief manifested in your creations?
Rebecca Reeves: Thank you for interpreting my work perfectly and for connecting with it on a personal level. When my dad was diagnosed with lung cancer, we were also caring for my grandmother who had vascular dementia and my grandfather’s debilitating, nerve damage from shingles. We all had our roles and worked as a team. As my dad’s cancer metastasized to his brain, tough decisions had to be made for the safety and care of everyone. Within one year and four months, we lost three of our dearest loved ones. There wasn’t a moment to grieve, as one died, another person needed our full attention. After nearly three years, those life-ending decisions both haunt me and bring comfort. It’s a never-ending personal battle of emotional highs and lows, reassurance and self-doubt. Grief surrounds my every day life. I’m now finding that I struggle to live in the moment and see the bright side of things. My art is my outlet.
Working small is the ultimate way to gain control over something that is uncontrollable. Incorporating fiber-related materials into my work reminds me of my family and all of the good memories. Ever since the beginning of my college education, I have channeled loss and grief into my art. My loved ones are my entire world. They gave everything to me and in return, I give everything to them. So it was only a natural progression to create work about the love I have for them. My work comes straight from my heart and more times than not, my emotions get the best of me while working on pieces.
Your art incorporates “fiber-related processes” and your “obsessive qualities”; can you expand upon those ideas and how they are embodied in your work? And perhaps how they may have evolved over time, as your grief may ebb or flow, as your different inspirations shift or unfold?
For as long as I can remember, I have been an obsessive person. When I was little, I found comfort in pouring my wooden puzzles together and completing them all at once. I had a Tupperware container with compartments that I would organize and reorganize beads according to size, color, or favorites. When I was 8 or 9 years old, I hung shelves up in my closet in order to organize my toys/games. They didn’t last long since I had no knowledge about drywall anchors. But, it was when I was 10 years old that my life forever changed. My paternal grandfather passed away. It was a life-changing experience because I wished him away. My fascination with death and the need to control the uncontrollable has altered my life and given me comfort.
My grandfather was one of many painters in my family and I once considered this as my medium, but it was the women in my life that influenced my fiber-related processes. From crocheting, knitting, darning, beadwork, and sewing – it was inevitable that fiber took its hold on me.
One of my favorite pieces is Gathering My Ghosts, which was, I believe, created with the idea of connecting to your ancestors on the other side–” mini portals for time traveling.” Can you share how this idea came about and how it all came together?
I can’t remember exactly when the piece began and how far along cancer had its grips on my dad. When I was creating the piece, loss was already setting in and I was thinking about how I could communicate with my ancestors – the ones I love and the ones I’ve never met. I was thinking about the occult during this time. Not practicing, but mulling over the idea of the black mirror; thinking about how my family would cover the mirrors in black cloth during funerary visitations as a superstition. The use of black-colored threads in my obsessive wrapping process is directly attributed to those darkened mirrors.
I do remember finishing the piece and gathering up the details for a large show that I was curating titled, “More Beyond”. My dad was on steroids and looking great on the outside. My parents attended the show and we had the best time. They were so proud. The piece stood in a glorious spot as you walked through the gallery entrance. The piece was also exhibited in a chance-of-a-lifetime show alongside 150 Victorian hairwork pieces at the Kemerer Museum a few months later. “Gathering My Ghosts” now resides in a loving home with a dear friend who also suffered the loss of a parent.
In a previous interview, about both you and your husband’s interest in collection Post Mortem photography, you stated, “We respect the artistic expression of death”; I am curious as to what other mediums or forms of artistic expression extends with regard to your collection (or perhaps things you might be interested in collecting.)
Over the 30 years together, we have the typical collections: Victorian mourning jewelry and hairworks, religious items, funerary pieces, post-mortem photography, and human bones. Within my personal collection, I have antique silver and beaded purses, porcelain doll legs, and fire king ware. We have always been avid antique collectors, doing the circuit of shops and markets. I’ve learned all I know about antiques from generations of my family. Our home is filled with our loved ones’ items. I refer to it as a living museum of my family’s heirlooms. There’s something about touching an object that was once loved by a family member. I like to believe there’s an energy that continues on within.
I’ve inherited an extensive collection of antique glass bottles, tins, books dating back to my great-grandparents, vintage postcards and honeycomb Valentine’s Day cards as well as my great-grandfather’s Independent Order of Odd Fellows memorabilia, just to name a few. We’ve come to the point in our collecting where something really has to strike hard for us to buy more. We question, “How will this piece inspire our art and music?” rather than just expanding a collection.
In 2018, your Garden of Grief collection was exhibited and sold through the Creeping Museum (whom I love dearly, I think they do such good work!) How was your experience with that? Can you share anything about that particular collection and how that collaboration was born?
The moment I met Alyssa, she found a special place in my heart. When I was introduced to her tiny museum, I knew right then that I had to be a part of what she created. The night of the opening was so memorable and she made me feel special. The series came from a memory of my great-grandmother’s art. When I was little, I remember a beaded bouquet of flowers that she made on her kitchen windowsill. She was an incredibly talented potter, painter, bead artisan and everything in between. From this memory, I began researching and creating beaded flowers with a lot of trial and error. The title to the series came naturally from my heart. As difficult as it was to part with them, I wanted to incorporate some of my dad’s milk glass collection into the series. They then became the foundation for the sculptures.
To give your poor hands a break from all the obsessive stitching, intricate beading and tiny wire wrapping that you do for your art, what sort of things do you get up to in your spare time when you are not creating?
Well, you would think I would try and relax my hands and elbows, but no. There just isn’t enough time to get it all done. My brain never stops and our house to-do list posted on the refrigerator just gets longer and longer. I have the most patient husband and he goes with the flow on all of my crazy ideas. He has banned me, though, from renting any more heavy equipment due to my obsession with moving boulders.
One of my favorite things equivalent to creating art is home design/décor and organizing. I love to rearrange the furniture placement and I specifically designed our home with limited interior walls just for this reason. I adore structure magazines and thank my grandmother for this appreciation. She and I shared subscriptions for decades, earmarking our favorite pages and then discussing how we would incorporate them into our homes. My heart grows heavy when I look at them today without her. My family is everything and taking care of them is first priority. Enjoying a night out to dinner with my love at our favorite haunt or just sitting next to each other in our chairs, watching comedies over and over brings me joy. Spending time with my mom, either working on going through our loved ones’ possessions, having lunch at our favorite teahouse or just simply talking about the daily happenings. Time spent together no matter what we do is precious.
Are there any gallery shows or exhibits where we may see your work right now, or perhaps further into 2019?
Currently, I am working on a few new pieces that will be exhibiting in two different shows at Gristle Gallery in Brooklyn this year. At the same time, I’m in the beginning stages of a new piece for an upcoming show at Arch Enemy Arts Gallery in August. I’m thrilled to announce that “Slipping Below,” the two-woman exhibition with Danielle Schlunegger-Warner, is now traveling to the West Coast to Ghost Gallery in September. Also, I’ll be vending at a few different venues this year including the upcoming Oddities Market in Chicago, where I received my graduate degree. I’m excited to see the city again.
Can you share any projects that are percolating, or ideas that are coalescing for the upcoming year?
I’m working on the gathering stages for a ghosted sea captain series. It is a continuation of the work that is dedicated to my dad and his service in the Navy. There isn’t a planned venue as of yet, but I have been mind-sketching this series since the close of the “Slipping Below” exhibition at the end of last year. New wearable pieces and tiny originals, incorporating beaded flowers and porcelain hands are brewing for a couple of the upcoming markets this year. When grief and anxieties get the best of me, I find that my greatest distraction is collecting materials and working out ideas in my mind. It helps me justify that I’m still being productive during emotionally hard times.
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Long for the love of fragrance and flowers, more recently enamored with the charms of our eight-legged friends– any variation on this trio of fascinations combines to create such a profound artistic treat for me! Such were my musings when I contacted Lyla of Moon Flesh to inquire as to her interest in recreating, in elegance and embroidery, an other-needled variation on a similar piece of art acquired two years ago this August from Black Veil Tattoo.
I love my work from the brothers Murray so much–they translated the idea so exquisitely, so perfectly–but as it’s on the back of my neck I obviously can’t spend a lot of time looking at it. I thought it might be lovely to have another artist’s take on the concept for a version that I don’t have to spin my head around like an owl or demon-possessed body, to see and appreciate. Thank you, Lyla, for making this happen!
Now… what manner or medium of this mania will follow? Graphite? An oil painting? Water color? Papercut? Photo recreation? Hm….!
What beautiful genius shall I connect with in the oncoming months, to create the next addition of this beloved theme?
I have been fascinated with the powerful symbolism and deep sense of spirit, energy, and connection in Rik Garrett‘s art, since maybe even before the release of his incredible Earth Magic book (from which a stunning Witches Sabbath print sits on a shelf in my office and delights my dark, wild, secret heart every day) so it was such a thrill to catch up with him about his recent work and inspirations for our interview over at Haute Macabre this week!
As much as I love the art of fashion and and finery of fancy duds and the avant garde absurdity of runway couture, I don’t now, nor have I ever subscribed to any fashion magazines. Fashions are fleeting, after all, and magazines are just so many piles of paper taking up too much space.
“@harpersbazaarus asked me to write about witchy fashion so of course I said yes. “Modern witchiness reveals itself through fashion in clothes that articulate joy and express a healthy relationship with mortality while also being difficult for the male gaze. It’s not about dressing to please an amorphous other but yourself: Grey Gardens meets Wednesday Addams meets Stevie Nicks meets nuns. Luxe meets feeling yourself meets fuck off.”
Much of the photo shoot can be found online, though it looks as if the article is not up yet (and I am not entirely certain that it will be.) I can’t remember the last time I bought a magazine, but I’m definitely going to seek a copy of this one out–I devoured Machado’s Her Body And Other Parties and I am eager to delve into more of her eerie, feminist perspectives and narratives.
I will note that I (and many people, no doubt) would have appreciated more diversity in the shoot. Witches –and people who love fashion–come in all shapes, sizes, and colors. Come on, Harper’s Bazaar…this would have been such a great opportunity to be inclusive! Do better!
“Witchcraft is the New Black”
Harper’s Bazaar US November 2018
model: McKenna Hellam
photographer: Pari Dukovic
stylist: Cassie Anderson
This interview was originally published at Haute Macabre on October 11, 2018.
Jason Blake’s sepia-toned portraits, humming with wistful yearnings of phantoms from yesteryear, feel like peeking into a dusty old chest of fragile flotsam and eerie ephemera, filled with things crumbling, transient, and vulnerable, but which also evoke a dynamic and powerful sense of timelessness and immortality. You could be gazing across the centuries to boldly meet the eyes of a ghost who died long before you were born, or you could be trying in vain to catch a glimpse of a misty, half-hidden face captured on film just a week ago. These photographs are mysterious portals to indistinct, obscured places and times, the precise destination of which you may never be able to quite work out for yourself, no matter how frequently you visit.
And… I’ll stop myself there. Typically when introducing the subject of an interview, I take a moment to write up a paragraph or two describing their work, my perceptions of it and how it makes me feel, a memory it evokes, a story it brings to mind, or maybe even a creative endeavor of my own it inspired. But, you know, today I may forgo my usual rambles and let the man’s work–and his own brilliant words–speak for themselves.
Read further to learn more of Jason Blake, a photographer who coaxes phantoms from timeless realms, and of Jason’s own history, influences, yearnings, and truths.
What can you share with us about your passion for creating the appearance of a bygone, ghostly era and the melancholy nostalgia of antiquated photography?
Jason Blake: It’s hard to pinpoint where the fascination with an older era comes from…most likely, it’s an amalgamation of many influences and instances that I stumbled upon throughout my life. First, in general, I feel most people have a connection to a certain period or era that they feel an attachment and most comfortable with – a sort of identification and belonging. And not to say that doesn’t or can’t change over time, but I feel it’s something one goes to for a sort of inner peace or enjoyment.
For me, older eras, especially the Victorian, have such a lush and fantastical element to them, filled with a sense of mystery. The elaborateness of everything also holds a fascination – from the wardrobe and art, to architecture and interior design. And of course all of the obvious metaphysics that were prevalent at that time are wondrous. And in all of the art there’s such a flair to the themes and poses, something more magical than what you find today. All of these things make the perfect backdrop to some amazing narratives that I want to take part in.
And speaking purely photographically, I have always loved being intrigued with images whose origins, context, and purpose are disguised. Images that you’re not really sure when, how or why it was made. I feel like the intrinsic properties of older photographs have the ability to hide a modern hand, giving an image a more magical feel. It kinda gets back to the old adage “the camera always tells the truth”. If a woman is floating in an old looking black and white photograph, it is more believable to the viewer that it actually happened, and was not manipulated by other more contemporary means.
And also, quite simply, a lot of my favorite films, literature and artists throughout my life have always been older than modern.
I’ve read that you studied in Prague with several well-known Czech photographers, I’m curious– not just as to how their processes and techniques may have influenced your work– but also how the rich history and culture of the city itself may have found itself influencing your eye and your lens.
Hmm, well first, after reading this question, it makes me want to go back to the bio on my website and change some wording around– I wrote it years ago and hope it doesn’t come off as pretentious as it does now sounds when I read the phrase aloud to myself! [HM EDIT: no, we think it sounds amazing!] I was lucky enough to spend a month and a half studying in Prague under two Czech photographers and one American. I also had the chance to take part in a studio visit to another Czech photographer, who almost immediately became one of my all-time favorite artists.
Initially, an early obsession with the work of Kafka, which I’ll touch on later, and along with aspects of your first question, brought me to search out ways to make it over there. All together, the city seemed like one of the few remaining places in the world where you could get lost and utterly immersed in the old world. In fact, the city itself is laid out in such a way that it is conducive to getting physically lost wandering through its small cobblestone streets.
By this time, the summer between my junior and senior year at the University of the Arts, I had taken several darkroom photography classes and a few studio classes. Up until this point, most of the formal education revolved around the basic principles and technical information of learning how to develop and print film, and how to use and control lighting. I had the itch to travel and once I found the program in Prague, I was fascinated with some of the teachers and classes that were offered.
Annette Fournet was the director of the American based program. I was previously familiar with a little bit of her work and was obviously attracted to her dreamy black and white holga landscapes. But what really interested me was a Staged Photography class taught by Rudo Prekop and Miro Švolík. Again, most of my education was technically based, and I was thrilled to take part in something that sounded like it fostered a teaching of ideas and concepts – and not in the pragmatic way, like in other realms of photography, such as journalism and editorial work.
During the program, the class was taken to visit the studio of another Czech photographer, Václav Jirásek. I was immediately enthralled with his work. There were always photographers whose work I enjoyed, but there were only a few handful that I felt a deep connection to what was going on in the images. He was one of them, and one of the first where I truly understood the concept of portrait as narrative – not really in the obvious way we all know with straight forward photographs, but one that describes a metaphysical or otherworldly narrative; a portrait that can transport you to a completely different realm. I’ve always been fascinated with this principal and is something that is still a huge facet of my work. It’s also something that I search after in other aspects, such as literature and film – and is probably the main working element as to what interested me in Kafka to begin with – communicating so much with so little.
There were also plenty of other major artistic influences that I finally had the chance to see in person or discovered during my time there. Jan Saudek who created these wondrous worlds and stories in his small room was another conceptual portrait photographer whose work I admired. I was lucky to see one of his huge hand painted photographers in a gallery. Outside of photography(in a way, because he did take some photographs that are lesser known), I was also able to see the work of Alphonse Mucha. Even to this day, I still hold a fascination and connection to Czech art and culture – I just recently bought Severin’s Journey into the Dark which has been on my reading list for some time and have enjoyed other literature such as Erben’s A Bouquet.
And outside of the arts, just being there was an influence. I’m an escapist at heart – always have been and always will be. As troublesome as that can be, I feel it is almost necessary and vital to an artist in a way. For a whole month I got to wander lamplit cobblestone streets, explore small Renaissance towns, have strong drinks in dark cavernous jazz clubs and lay in fields in southern Bohemia.
I learned a great deal from my UArts professors and I value both the knowledge they imparted and the relationships that grew from it– but I cannot deny that my time in Prague, learning under these incredible influences, and exploring the city and its countryside was a formative time for myself – not just professionally, but personally, as well.
Your website points to a division of your work, between that of dark and light. Can you speak to the importance of this duality in your work?
As far as website goes, there is actually a somewhat simple, pragmatic and un interesting answer – mostly it’s to guide a specific audience in the right direction. When marketing myself to prospective clients, I really only have a very limited window to grab their attention. Depending on who I’m marketing to, I might send them a link a to more colorful work, and some people want to see heavier, darker stuff that might fit their project better. Some people want to go straight to see examples of band photography. I originally designed it to be as direct as possible to help aid in getting any jobs. Most art and creative directors only spend a few seconds with your work before moving on to the next. If at all I can make it more simpler for them, and they see something they like, they will spend more time going the rest of my work.
That said, besides the technical aspect of why I arranged it how I did, I do find not only pleasure, but importance in keeping a duality in my work. One, it keeps the mind fresh, and I think it’s wise for everyone to keep themselves open to different facets in life, not just art. Once you pigeonhole yourself into a certain style of way of life, I feel you begin to lose perspective and risk a sort of internal monotony.
I’ve always been interested in a mix of influences; some cross paths, and some are polar opposites– but I feel it is good to have the skill and headspace to move freely between realms, take what each has to offer and bring it back to adapt it to yourself and own personal style. There’s an obvious common ground that is centered in almost everything I do– fantasy, magic, spiritualism, other worldly, decadence –all of these exist in dual realities. Even physically speaking, I believe, or hope, that holding up both of one of my darker images and one of my lighter images, one would be able to tell they were both created by the same person. It’s just a slightly different subject matter and artistic voice that I use to convey an idea. Some ideas just work better with a certain color palette, or lack thereof. I’ve also been fascinated with work that is bright physically but has dark undertones.
I love your Wondering Soul series of small vignettes, depicting fleeting summer flowers, dim-lit woodland idylls, and even ships at sea. Can you tell us a little about this series?
Thank you for your compliments on that! I think you might be the first that has ever asked me about those images. It was something quite different for me, and something I never bothered to look into or give that much attention to until I kept coming back to one or two pictures and then started grouping them together.
Most of my focus has always been on people, it’s always what has interested me when looking at art. But as a photographer, I would always take photos wherever I go… even if the subject matter was never too personally interesting, it’s hard to pass up a moving landscape or the way the light hits a certain area in a room. A lot of these photos were just taken with my cell phone and never given really that much thought – just shot, and put away. But then I would notice things later and feel the presence of a story in some of them. Or if they had a semblance or quality of being from a different reality or time period or have a sense of travel or abandon….something that would speak to my escapist personality… And then that’s when my interest would peak. Maybe something was already there and it just needed some tweaking with color or exposure to put it in a dreamscape. Idyll is the perfect word, and I take it as huge compliment that you chose that as a description.
I understand that you derive a great deal of your inspiration from mediums outside of your chosen artistic vocation, such as literature, painting, film, and philosophy. I’m curious as to what’s inspiring you at this moment in time, and how these passions and enthusiasms may have evolved or changed over time.
Indeed, I have always, for the most part, paid more attention to other mediums. I have always been surrounded by photography and photographers since college, and of course spent a great deal of time studying the field, it’s history, and its artists, but I was always curious in a lot of other creative fields. I dabbled in a lot of things in high school and quickly knew my future was in the arts and when I got to college, I was very much interested in creative writing (I’ve always been an avid reader). I took some classes in that, as well as, a very exciting course in existentialism. I also took a painting class, but quickly realized it was not for me. Basically, the medium didn’t matter so much as how successful I could be in creating these visions and narratives that I felt the desire to express.
I can easily answer what’s inspiring me currently, but I struggled with trying to accurately describe my core influences and how everything is connected and interweaved. I feel like I need a big sheet of paper to write out all these circled words, items and ideas with a bunch of lines and arrows connecting everything and weaving back and forth over a timeline.
One of the major things at play, which I touched on briefly, is a sense of escapism. Not necessarily in the traditional sense of avoiding tasks, but more of a desire to live in a world of fantasy or leave behind the banal. I’m definitely a daydreamer at heart and attribute a lot of my ideas to that. It can obviously be problematic as well.
Absurdism and existentialism have also had a long standing fascination and influence for me in the way of inherently trying to find meaning in a world that offers none. And in quite the opposite spectrum, but I feel somewhat relatable in the whole scheme of things, religious and divine ideology are also present in my realm of influences. Magic and mysticism are also a major inspiration. I believe both are real and very powerful, but in a way that is not so straight-forward or obvious. Not necessarily in a way that is commonly thought of or portrayed, but something a bit more disguised, sort of how knowledge and creating/manifesting ideas are both forms of magic. Witchcraft and Shamanism are also interesting to me for these same sort of aspects. And for awhile I was very curious about insanity and madness with the idea that they are a passage to the truths of the world. Another sort of obvious offshoot of this, and what fits in with a few other interests of mine, would be Spiritualism.
In a somewhat buddhist point of view, it’s hard for me to talk about and organize these things, for once I try to they seem to lose some meaning and I can’t express them how I want – they are more of a nebulous feeling. And actually I think part of my work is trying to figure these things out.
All these aforementioned things somewhat, crossover, manifest and express themselves in a variety of ways and mediums. And when I find something that touches on any of these elements I am immediately drawn to it or want to know more and explore new ideas.
This is gonna seem messy, but here’s some major influences and inspirations in my past and what currently is stirring me…
In literature, Kafka was one of the first major ones. I was immediately enthralled in his shorter work – a sense of mystery and magic… and how just a few paragraphs contain multitudes and that you’re kinda exposed to just a small part of a much bigger story that exists between the lines, and possibly outside of this world–I strive for my images to have the same quality. Something that someone can view, and have their own take and complete the story in their head. Since then I’ve always been fan of some shorter works. In college I read some Marquez and the shorter work of Borges. I just recently, somewhat randomly, picked back up some South American literature. I’ve been slowly reading and savoring my time with The Adventures and Misadventures of Maqrollby Alvaro Mutis, which very quickly became one of my all time favorite novels and fulfills my urge for travel and adventure. Also, going back to shorter works, I’m also picking through a collection of somewhat surrealist works by Silvina Ocampo. And when I was younger I was a big fan of Paul Bowles collected short fiction, which also fits with the travel, but also has a sense of some dark, underlying motifs. During that time I was also very much into Carlos Castaneda too – a very different sense of travel, but also because of the search for knowledge and meaning. Another, much different influence at the time was Antonin Artaud which relates back to magic and madness. Michel Foucault wrote an amazing, massive tome, titled History of Madness that I, embarrassingly, have yet to finish. And another very current inspiration is a tiny collection of surrealist fiction called The Cathedral of Mist by Paul Willems .
As far as the visual arts go, Caravaggio was a major influence. His sense of light was outstanding. Rembrandt for the same aspect too. I’ve been spending a fair amount of time within the past few years in the Catskill Mountain range which has fostered an appreciation for Thomas Cole and the Hudson River artists – their use of light is also jaw dropping. Andrew Wyeth, whom I overlooked when I was much younger, now is also one of my favorite artists. He also fits in with the love for creating a strong narrative out of a somewhat simple portrait. His landscapes and stories also have a strong idyllic sense to them and have a close personal connection to me, as I grew up about a 10 minute drive from where he lived and have experienced his setting first hand in the Brandywine River Valley in Delaware and Pennsylvania. But what I would say that is really currently inspiring me is Pre- Raphaelite art. The dreamlike quality of the colors, settings and narrative make me wish I could live in that world and explore it. It also goes back to my fascination with the juxtaposition of a somewhat dark underlying theme, but with a use of bright colors. There is a sense of danger and foreboding, even in this enchanted setting.
And even though a lot of my influence comes from outside photography, there are definitely a few artists and experiences worth mentioning. The first real photographer whose work I saw that blew me away was when an old college professor exposed me to the work of Francesca Woodman. Up until that point I was interested in photography enough to go to school for it, but I never saw any work that truly piqued my interest one hundred percent. Most of what I was exposed to were the classical, more well known photographers that you would find in a text book. At that point I had no real shape or direction, and her work spoke to me in a way that was kinda like “hey, this is what is possible”. I still remember after first seeing her work of immediately going to the university library and finding a small European printed collection of hers. I remember exactly what it looked like and what shelf it was on in the library. This was before any of her current, easily available books were published. I think I kept checking it for almost a whole semester. Shortly after this time I found a wealth of photographers whose work greatly inspired me to keep going in the medium. While still in college I discovered the work of Robert and Shana Parke-Harrison as well as Louviere and Vanessa. I also spent a great deal of time and money going through fashion magazines looking for work that sparked my interest and gave me ideas. Also during college we all took a trip to New York to visit a bunch of different galleries and one of our last stops was at the MMA, and unknown to me, and I like to imagine by some sort of divine intervention, happened to be when they had their exhibition, The Perfect Medium: Photography and the Occult. Walking into those rooms and seeing those images was another eye-opening experience that I remember vividly. And currently speaking, I’ve just recently gone back and spent some time exploring Pictorialism. I just found a book by Lady Hawarden, which I recommend to people because her work is gorgeous and she happens to be one of the lesser known artists from that period. I’ve also very recently started looking a lot more at Autochromes, the first real color photography. They have a strong Pre- Raphaelite feel to them. And lastly some other past but still current inspirations are Eugenio Recueno, Ellen Rogers, Chris Anthony, Paolo Roversi, Tim Walker, Sarah Moon, and Neil Krug.
Another one-off huge influence throughout my life has been the music of John Zorn. His whole catalog and career are breathtaking that I could speak at length about, but the idea of music and song as spells or incantations is very appealing to me and I like to think that applies to all arts. There’s also a bunch of his work that has a very transportive effect that interests me in a different manner.
I feel as though I’ve blathered on too much, but there are a few close people in my life who are huge inspirations to me. Firstly, my now fiance, Melissa has been a huge inspiration for me over the years. There’s the obvious plethora of inspirations any two people in love have over each other, but she’s also played a special role in the work we create together. Just even spending so much time with another person, you begin to feed off each other and have a silent connection when it comes to ideas. I’m a quite, anxious and most times socially awkward person, so it can be hard and take a lot out of me working with people I don’t know – a lot of my personal favorite images have been taken with Melissa, and most were shot so easily that its taken only moments to get something we are both pleased with. But she also challenges me to try to things and think of different approaches. She can also talk me down or relieve me when things don’t work how I think they are or don’t come out to my desire. She also comes up with so many wonderful ideas. I also have her sense of styling and design to thank for helping set up our home to be a perfect little escapist hideaway.
Jess Schnabel and Bloodmilk have been another wonderful inspiration and influence. I’ve been aware of her work, writing, blog, and over all presence within the community for a long time now and am thrilled things aligned how they did that I can work so closely for her. I’m very fortunate to have gotten to work on some amazing projects with both her and Jenny. Not only are the images some more of my personal favorites, but it does not go without saying that they have also opened other doors for me creatively and I am endlessly thankful. I’ve also met and photographed some of their amazing clients whom I can now call friends. I’ve enjoyed seeing how ideas and projects that we started some 2 or 3 years ago have grown and elaborated.
Most importantly my father, who recently passed, has been a major unspoken influence over me who has shaped and carried me throughout my life. His importance of kindness and and to be a good soul, I hope, reflects in myself. He was an international salesman and his strong work ethic and client relationships are something I aspire to and hope played a role as to where I am today.
Your celebrity collaborations are so cool! Patrick Stewart! And the International Associate of Culinary Professionals, of all things! How do opportunities such a these come about? Any favorites thus far?
Thank you! These images are a great personal accomplishment. Sort of like a confirmation that all the years I put into the field, career, and passion were not in vain. Or rather, that I do have it in me to be able to do some of the jobs that a younger, hopeful photographer dreams of. There’s a plethora of personal work that I am wildly proud of and find as major accomplishments, but this sort of fulfilled a personal goal in a different realm of the field for me.
It also sort of reaffirms the notion that I heard wherein a lot of overall success and jobs in this field can be a result of who you know and your connections (which, this one can be good and bad). However, I’ve always been a huge proponent that work begets more work, and that it’s good to try to say yes to as many situations and opportunities as one can handle –so I hope that some of those jobs can be accredited towards that.
The celebrity work came through Emily Assiran. Emily was first recommended to me through an old college classmate who was completing his master’s. Emily was an undergrad who just graduated and was looking for assisting work and reached out to me. I, myself was still working part-time as an assistant and working on my own stuff on the side. I told her I wasn’t getting to many of my own paid gigs yet, but could use some help promoting my work, finding prospective clients, and creating promo materials to help get more jobs and clients. She came and helped when she could and we both learned and helped each other out for some time. She eventually found some good consistent jobs but within a year or two she landed a new job as the photo editor for the New York Observer, which she ended up hiring me for these celebrity jobs. We still talk and help each out with questions in the field.
The jobs were intense, in many ways, but I learned a lot and found them very much personally rewarding. Most, if not all, were shot with very little crew. They were the first really big jobs that I did on my own. I commuted by myself to NYC, so the car ride was just me panicking and nervous for 2 hours. You also really only get a very, very small window of time with a lot of them (with Richard Gere I only had 5 minutes) so you need to be on top of your game to make them feel comfortable and relaxed. Luckily, for someone such as myself who can often be an introvert or have social anxiety, these celebrities have more than plenty experience of walking onto a set and delivering what needs to be done to make a great image. I’ve often told people that I had no idea what was coming out of my mouth when shooting them. I’ve also thankfully had a lot of experience on set working as an assistant with some celebrities years ago.
Are you working on anything right now that you’d like to share? Any exhibitions or galleries where one might be able to view your work currently?
I don’t currently have any shows or exhibitions, or any slated for the future. I had a big solo show two years ago at a local photo gallery. It was a wonderful experience, but the prep for that was extremely intensive and I don’t think I have it in me to do another for a bit– or at least a show on that scale. I’ve been included in a few group shows, and would gladly take part in another, but I just need to be invited first, haha.
I’ve got a couple personal projects in the pipeline, some fresh ideas, and some that I’ve had for awhile but just struggled with having the time to start production or organizing. What I’m most excited about is hopefully being able to get back into a darkroom after more than a decade. Luckily, Philadelphia has a great photo scene and there are a couple organizations that foster analogue classes and studio/equipment rentals as well as space for alternative processes.
It’s been a crazy year, and I’m just looking forward to having some time and headspace to be more creative, wherever that takes me, after being in a sort of lull and swamped with day to day work.
I haven’t been able to find much information on Mahyar Kalantari, a fashion and beauty illustrator on Behance, whose digital stylized couture illustrations I fell in love with just last week. (Although I have found him on deviantart, tumblr, and instagram.) So while I’m digging up the deets, please to enjoy some of his fabulous art, below!
Gareth Pugh Spring 2016Givenchy Spring 2016 Ready-to-WearGuinevere Van SeenusIris van HerpenTom Ford Fall 2014 With Maison Martin Margiela Spring 2014 Couture MaskValentino Fall Winter1617
Flashing My Fancy Knickers At This Apathetic Stone Fountain And Other Mundane Tales Of Desperation And Revenge
Esteban Maroto
Just A Quick Detour Through This Graveyard In My Filmy Négligée And Other Tales Of Efficiency, Intrigue, and Intimatewear
Lou Marchetti
Indulging My Perverse Paramour’s Fucking Tweety Bird Fetish Bullshit And Other Twisted Tales Of Terror And Tomfoolery
George Ziel
Surely This Rusted, Unlocked, Antique Gate Will Foretall That Hideous Fiend And Other Naive Tales Of The Rich, Beautiful, And Privileged
Harry Barton
What The Fuck Are You Looking At, Tree? And Other Salty Tales Of Irksome Annoyance
Robert McGinnis
A Poot In The Night; Or, How I Escaped The Clutches Of My Roguish Captor With Naught But A Gut Full Of Tacos And Refried Beans
Harry Barton
I Think I Left The Asparagus Risotto Simmering Gently On The Stove, and Other Spine-Tingling Tales of Culinary Consternation
George Ziel
Just Casually Harvesting Some Grain While The Murderer Gains On My Head Start, And Other Thrilling Tales Of Terror
Lou Marchetti
Funeral Plot Options And Why It’s Never Too Soon For End-Of-Life Planning, A Tale Of One Woman’s Practicality And Preparedness In The Face Of Immeasurable Horrors And Murder Most Foul
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Spoken word horror on vinyl? Yes please! Take a peek at my interview with Cadabra Records’Jonathan Dennison over at Haute Macabre this week and hasten your eerie October feels with a fearsome tale from their extraordinary catalog of offerings.
See below my ever-expanding collection of Cadabra releases! We had the Dracula album playing (voiced by Tony Todd), as we passed out candy to adorable trick-or-treaters last year. I daresay their parents were not impressed with us.
