This is Katie West. At a really sleazy motel room we paid $60 for. It was disgusting but she is beautiful. And the most disgusting motels always make for interesting backdrops. So yea, Katie West, seedy motel = magic.
You’ll be seeing more from this shoot I promise you.
Katie West on Film.
From the first time we shot film a couple weeks ago in Scarborough ON, June 2013. This woman’s beauty is unmatched by anything else I’ve come into contact with. She inspires me, pushes me, makes me re-evaluate and is one of the finest women I’ve ever known.
When I was in London in December I had a chance to do an extremely quick shoot with Julian Baker. I had looked at Julian’s work before meeting him and really loved his series of photographs so was hoping to work with him while in his city.
We only had time to take 24 pictures because we were both running out of time: Julian on his way to a pantomime (which he had to explain the concept of to me because I really had no idea what it was), and I was meeting Anna for dinner.
This photograph is what I’ve seen and is part of his Skintones series. You should go take a look at the rest of his work.
Lights: A Conversation. With Katie West.
A photographer’s goal is to control and shape light, to bend it to his or her will. Sometimes that control comes from correct timing and waiting, other times the photographer will engage in direct manipulation of the light. But what if the photographer gives control of the light to the subject? Then the only way for the photographer to manipulate the light is to directly engage the subject, to suggest, to try to convey the unfolding tableau to the subject from the photographer’s perspective.
The goal of the series is to explore this dynamic, to understand how to yield something new and interesting through the conversation, that the conversation itself becomes the means by which the image is forged.
Let the Light Have a Hold of You. With Katie West.
It’s Sunday morning (my time). It’s overcast and the light outside is somber, almost brooding. Yesterday I subjected myself to crowds against my better nature on numerous occasions — I feel I still need to decompress from that (even if half the crowds were undead) but yet feel restless somehow. It’s the beginning of the week again for me. I know many treat Monday as the first day of the week but to mark the week by the rhythm of working seems too depressing.
For me, this image is quintessential Katie. Her gaze is direct and bold, challenging you to engage with her yet holding the possibility that in doing so you will swallowed whole. There is no shame, merely a body suspended by place and context. Juxtaposed together is mystery and revelation; it’s as if she wants you to know but remains hidden.
I’ve been trying to meet Katie in person for awhile — for the last couple years, work has been teasing me with the possibility of travel to Toronto. My general indifference to business travel has probably complicated this endeavour but the first time it came up, I contacted Katie on whim to see if we could meet. That never panned out. Then, out of the blue, this trip came up with barely a few weeks notice. I didn’t hold a lot of hope for the ability to organize any kind of social activity outside of work but I threw the idea out to Katie anyways.
Long story short, it worked. Katie and I had a long conversation. And this happened. It wasn’t really planned — I hadn’t mentioned anything about the possibility of shooting beforehand. But I dragged a suitcase full of lights and light bulbs halfway across the country and it seemed a good idea at the time. After shooting and before I had a chance to really look at the images, I was a little concerned that the images would be all Katie but I’m glad what is there is a fusion, a blend of our styles. There is something to be said for serendipitous harmony.
There’s a few of these that I missed when they were first posted.
You know when you first meet someone and within a few minutes you’ve pretty much decided if you like them or not and if you’re going to get along well? Within two minutes I decided I liked jtyoung and that we were going to get along just fine. Fast forward 6 hours later and my initial assessment would prove correct.