Asbru II


his week I continue work on a set of individual mini-prints from my Asbru photography. I still find myself drawn to the painterly quality of these images. Although they are very different to the images I have created recently, which rely much more on harnessing the noise and obfuscation of the pinhole camera, I still want to work with this set of almost painterly soft focus images. I hope to create a set as rich and intense as my original miniprint, but this is not to be. It takes me a while to realise that the transparencies are, in a word rubbish, with mysterious banding down the left-hand side of the image, a problem that I thought I had cured and put down to bad printing the previous week. More than this though, the images simply are not as rich as the original mini-print, and I wish I had taken more notice of the inks I had used. I’m not sure what is different, perhaps the translucency or depth of the inks, or the level of contrast in the duotone transparencies. The resulting test prints are interesting, but they feel sketchy and unimportant. All the painterliness and detail of the original photography is lost in the flatness of the duotone. I look back at some of the earlier 4 colour separations that I did at the beginning of the term and think this is undoubtedly the right direction to approach these images from.

I need to decide on a solid direction to follow as I work towards the creation of a final body of work, and I’m not sure these images aren’t becoming a time-consuming distraction and safety zone. I do feel a little lost at the moment, with this and the nuclear project feeling like dead ends.

I am beginning to know what I am looking to create, in the realisation of my quiet earth narrative. The problem is that nothing I have created so far feels like part of this narrative. The exceptions being the San Francisco image, and the Asbru mini-print – both such polar answers to the same brief that they can barely sit together in the same drawer, let alone alongside each other on a gallery wall.

I don’t know what it is, but I’ll know it when I see it…