Kind of a challenging week this week past was: trying to wrap up the tedious production details on the physical portfolios Tidepool needs for going on the road, doing a shoot at a muddy power plant and then dealing with a babysitter who resigned after one day spent with my two boys. The email she sent to us was a keeper and will be memorable, but is disturbing when taken out of context:
At one point Eli went to the kitchen and got a fork and came after me with it and said he was going to kill me. Now I know you said that them talking about killing is something new, but I do not like it.
Whatever!
All of that aside, the week was made better by the arrival of this big and beautiful print, above, as a result of a complex series of trades, from nyc photographer Sarah Small.
4 comments:
Sounds like you have the beginnings of a screen play!
Sarah Small is amazing, thanks for the link.
yah, her work is super. i've always liked it, as others should as well.
don't know where this bloody chair print will hang, exactly, but i'll find a place for it. gotta stand up for the art you belive in!
holy cow-
i love sarah's work (and you got a fantastic print--which of your images did she get?)....and one does wonder how that chair got so bloody! thanks for introducing me to her work!
Hey Brenda-
I will take a cut of all commissions. Ha.
I traded her a dyptych with two pink images from Sex Machines, both printed side by side. One image was of a bed in a pink room, and the other was a portrait of a woman in a pink room that had a machine in it. The pinks were identicle.
Sara claimed it was for her pink bedroom, but it sounds like a stretch. You never know, though.
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