Vojtech Slama & Malo

http://www.lenscratch.com/2012/03/vojtech-v-slama.html

This article on Lenscratch is the promotion of an exhibition opening in Brooklyn at a place called Klompching Gallery (awesome name), where the artists Ken Rosenthal and Vojtech Slama will be featured. As Rosenthal had been recently featured in an earlier article, so Slama's photos were the only only digitals posted. His work is done on silver bromide, so I'm sure that those on the blog do no justice to living up to how they appear in real life, but regardless I find them captivatingly eerie. He has such an interesting way of organizing form, and the way that it complements with the colors that the silver bromide produces makes them even more mysterious. The first and fourth photos, with the woman lying in the bathtub reading a book, and the other woman holding onto the pumpkin, are great examples of this. I wasn't even aware that they were actual photographs, but seem more to be abstract constructions of the body.

http://www.lenscratch.com/2012/03/malo.html

This next article I just found to be extremely humorous and whimsical, but also makes an important statement about childhood, development, and growth. The children are all positioned in the same direction, and may as well be the same child in each photo, but the costumes and positioning of the children is what is most important. We all are born as pure, innocent beings in this world, with no concept of a job or the working life or achievements or "being" someone. Yet over time, we loose that connection that unifies us all as one being, and eventually grow up to be separate people living separate lives that take us all around the world and present us opportunities to expand and decay. Take for example the contrast between the photo of the pope child and the soldier child. The pope looks so at peace and harmony with himself, like a little ball of light in his shining red and white garbs, while the soldier in contrast appears almost dead, rifle at his site, but still just as contempt with his position. Maybe this is how we should look at life, like a child who accepts what he is and where he is at in the moment, rather than the clothing that distinguished us as different people with higher and lower ranks on the social ladder.