Happy New Year everyone! This NYE was certainly one for the books at my house, mostly because I was determined to NOT have another NYE like the fail of a fondue night last year. This year I created a photo booth to document all the crazy that occurred during the holiday festivities (and of course all the fashion).
Over the course of 48 hours an estimate of 60 people came through our house for our annual Macaroni Party and New Years Eve festivities.
We had our fair share of silly:
And We smiled:
And I’d have to say this group was pretty fabulous:
My NYE look took several different routes over the course of the festivities. Anywhere from flirty fishnets and floral to lace backless dress and red lip. A NYE look is all about glamour. It’s the one night to get dolled up and enjoy yourself. Grab some crazy accessories. Pull out those high heels and strut your stuff. Personally, this year my favorite look was floral mini dress, red lace fishnets, paired with a chunky heel and shaggy coat. Jumped right into 2015 in style. Often my NYE sets my palette for the new years style, I’m thinking there’s a lot more floral in my future.
May your 2015’s be as swell as you are. Stay fabulous, stay silly and most of all get ready for a whole new Proprium Floris in the coming new year!
In loo of the extremely raining days I haven’t been able to take many style pics.
So here is a series of photographic work I did for my photo final along with the artist statement for the project:
“These Decisions we face may
turn us into either saints or
monsters, but it has to be
worth more than
becoming nothing at all”
This excerpt from a poem by Mary Kate Teske has fueled my current photographic work. My work derives from an exhale of intense emotion as I face a major decision head on and examine its consequences in my personal life.
The location of my photographs is the abandoned New York State Custodial Asylum for the Feeble-Minded. This institution was opened in 1878 for “feeble-minded” children. The maximum capacity was 853 inmates, and the waiting list was usually extensive. In the early 20th century the institution changed to only accepting women of childbearing age, in order to prevent them from multiplying their kind. This institution isolated and contained people of “feeble mind” or a person unable to make intelligent decisions or judgments. These people were deemed insane, or in a state of mind that prevents normal perception, behavior, or social interaction. Many of the detainees died within these walls, and were buried in unmarked graves. The institution closed in the late 21st century due to cruel treatment and suspicious detainee deaths.
The man I photographed finds himself outside this asylum. The eerie beauty of the building has allured him. The man is wrestling with a decision, one that has brought out the monster found within him. He empathizes with the people once detained here because he too finds himself face to face with his inner demons and they are increasingly hard to bear. It is outside of this building that he finds the solitude to wrestle the monster he has become.
My photographs are fabricated moments rather than reality observations. The subject matter is manipulated and staged; the photographs altered in postproduction to heighten the ambiguity of the subject. Through the exploration of depth perception and contrast the light bounces on and off the subject hiding him in the shadows of his own decisions. My work is a fine art photographic exploration of the shadows our decisions cast and how those shadows manipulate the spaces around us.
Thanks to Curtis for being the perfect model for this project. You rock, I love you. Check out more of Curtis on his Instagram
Let me know what you think. I hope you enjoy it as much as I love shooting it.