The challenge with Mylar is that so many different things are possible! Continue reading “The Many States of Mylar”
Direct full frontal nudity is so common on the web and in art that it has become cliche´and easy to dismiss as crude, titillating or exploitive. This is one reason I utilize obscuring or distorted reflective surfaces in depicting the nude. Continue reading “Harnessing the human body”
It’s been a long while since I have posted, and needless to say there have been some changes in my art and life. But change can be a good thing. Continue reading “Change Brings A New Perspective”
I spent some time revisiting images I made as part of a shoot last year. I didn’t originally intend to spend a day going back through an old Lightroom catalog, but a hard drive crash and rebuild necessitated a few hours spent reconnecting files. And in doing so I reconnected with some work I had forgotten about.
But as is the case with much of my life, that simply isn’t true. For much of my career in science I have relied upon a solidly unscientific tool- my gut. It’s true that I weigh the data and information about every decision, spend house analyzing options and worry over possibilities. But when a major decision has to be made, such as which job to take, what path to follow or (most importantly) with whom to spend the rest of my life, I have always gone on instinct. The few times I didn’t trust it, when I ignored that pang in my gut and the voice in the silent moments, nothing good has come. And so it is now with my art. My work is less planned than felt. Let structured than fortuitous. Less a product of my analytical than of my passion.
Lucas James is a fine art photographer based in Manchester, NH. Anisotropic Images Fine Art Photography.
Who needs mysticism when you have reality? Continue reading “Mystery in Reality”
There is a certain irony in trying to photography cherry blossoms. Why try to preserve what is only beautiful because it is impermanent?
I exhale and molecules that once comprised my flesh are thrown forth.
Carbon atoms forged in the furnaces of ancient stars,
borrowed to build what stands before you,
now recycled to the air,
possibly to become flesh again.
I complete and am completed. Continue reading “Exhalation, Inspiration”
Existence is the burning of energy.
There is no constant in life, save for change. Continue reading “Flux”