The second installment from Saturday’s shoot with Brent. For these, I envisioned a medieval morality play mated somehow with Don’t Hug Me I’m Scared. Almost traditional – witchy imagery, fairy-tale elements – but just unsettling enough. Josh and I tried for a genderfucked Snow White aesthetic, what with the pomegranate, his pretty pretty princess mask, and my crone-tastic posture. I really like how even the background, with its draped sheets and oddly stark light, captures that candid theatrical feeling. Like the caravan of players in Rosencrantz and Guildenstern Are Dead – coincidentally one of Josh’s favorite movies.
Yesterday I took the bus to Montpelier to shoot with Brent Gould, a photographer whose work I really enjoy. He’s been exhibited all around Montpelier, so I was pretty excited to share in his prestige. He has such an interesting little studio, full of evocative knickknacks. For this shoot, I embodied three distinct themes: “scheming noblewoman”, “backstage at the burlesque hall”, and “mildly erotic winter-wear catalog”. He hasn’t edited them all yet, so here is one photo from each theme, and a promise that the full set will be posted on Monday or Tuesday.
The light on my chest is a candle and not, as my friend conjectured, a lens flare.