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(Source: wildandwalden, via bon-aventure)

thisistheephemeral:

This is the first photograph taken with my latest camera purchase, a medium format Mamiya RB67. Far from a technically great composition, I was in decision of choosing my first subject for this camera. Holding a more tangible feeling than digital, this camera represented a new direction for me.
I’ve been photographing commercially for sometime – for agencies, galleries, museums, and editorial – and film was to be this new medium to shoot for purely personal and artistic projects.
The first frame of film I decided to photograph my grandmother (or as I call her, my nanny). I’ve lived in St. John’s for six years and it has been a tradition to make the attempt to visit her on Sundays. The kitchen, such a vital place in Newfoundland homes, is where we spend almost all of the visit in its entirety.
Now widowed by her late husband Frank Bennett, Elizabeth preheats the plates in the oven – something her mom used to do, she told me – to serve out a helping of roast beef, salt meat, cabbage, potatoes, carrot and turnip. Some days, like yesterday, there are at least half a dozen to a dozen people passing through. My aunts, uncles, cousins, her friends, and their friends drop by for a plate, followed by Red Rose tea (in her good china if you’re lucky). The interesting thing is no matter how many people drop by, there always seems to be food in that large silver serving pot in endless amounts. “We’ll find a spot for you in the house somewhere, don’t worry about that” she said, when I told her about calling ahead to see if it’s a full crowd.
With the intention to be my personal journal told through photographs, Elizabeth represents the foundation of creating a narrative editorial on the everyday moments.This is The Ephemeral.
–Mark

i love this! let’s get inside people’s houses ;)

This is the first photograph taken with my latest camera purchase, a medium format Mamiya RB67. Far from a technically great composition, I was in decision of choosing my first subject for this camera. Holding a more tangible feeling than digital, this camera represented a new direction for me.

I’ve been photographing commercially for sometime – for agencies, galleries, museums, and editorial – and film was to be this new medium to shoot for purely personal and artistic projects.

The first frame of film I decided to photograph my grandmother (or as I call her, my nanny). I’ve lived in St. John’s for six years and it has been a tradition to make the attempt to visit her on Sundays. The kitchen, such a vital place in Newfoundland homes, is where we spend almost all of the visit in its entirety.

Now widowed by her late husband Frank Bennett, Elizabeth preheats the plates in the oven – something her mom used to do, she told me – to serve out a helping of roast beef, salt meat, cabbage, potatoes, carrot and turnip. Some days, like yesterday, there are at least half a dozen to a dozen people passing through. My aunts, uncles, cousins, her friends, and their friends drop by for a plate, followed by Red Rose tea (in her good china if you’re lucky). The interesting thing is no matter how many people drop by, there always seems to be food in that large silver serving pot in endless amounts. “We’ll find a spot for you in the house somewhere, don’t worry about that” she said, when I told her about calling ahead to see if it’s a full crowd.

With the intention to be my personal journal told through photographs, Elizabeth represents the foundation of creating a narrative editorial on the everyday moments.
This is The Ephemeral.

–Mark

i love this! let’s get inside people’s houses ;)

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