My Photography 2 final, entitled: I Want a Job and a Lover. Five photos about longing: feeling it, feeling the consequences, seeing it everywhere, wishing you didn’t…it’s all there (maybe).
(And yes, I am single and unemployed. Hellooo ladies/employers!)
Opening reception for the 2009 Senior Thesis Exhibition. If you’re out and about around UTC, pop into the fine arts center and check it out!
The Tax Day Tea Party. A rag-tag band of overweight Obama haters gathered on public land the other day to protest the fact that they have to pay taxes. WAAAAAUGH!
A few days ago, some clerical error almost cost me my unemployment benefits. But the resulting panic lit a fire under my ass to get my portfolio done, which I did! The address is just my first, middle, and last name dot com. I had to include my middle name to distinguish me from other established Robert Parkers, such as…
Robert B. Parker, author of the popular Spenser detective novels.
Robert M. Parker Jr., the most influential wine critic currently walking the earth.
Robert Parker, famous I guess? for his 1966 hit song, “Barefootin’.” I love reading the comments folks have left on that video. “Robert Parker is a great guitarist!!!”
Robert A. Parker, an astronaut who’s been into space two more times than I have.
A couple of peeps have asked for a desktop wallpaper sized copy of Swingers, to which I say: YOU GOT IT! (1440×900, let me know if you need a different size.)
Also, y’all may or may not know that I’ve been out of a job for a few months now. I got laid off back in January and I’ve managed to stay, well, not so much afloat as drowning in inches, on what I’ve got saved and my unemployment benefits. So I was wondering if there’s any interest out there in buying some prints? I’m thinking about doing some limited editions on Fuji Professional Crystal Archive paper but it’s not cheap so I thought I would try to gauge people’s interest first. Or, if you just happen to have a buck or two kickin’ around in your paypal account, why not give it to some poor starving artist? I ain’t too proud to beg!
During the past week or so, I’ve been taking pictures of my friends in mid-air after jumping out of a swing set. I took the best leaps and edited out the scenery and compiled them here in a flying-friend virtual quilt. It was a lot of work, but I’m bummed that it’s finished because playgrounds are fun as hell but there isn’t really a good reason for me to be on one!
“Hyper-reality can be described as the inability to differentiate reality versus fantasy. For this project you will explore the photographic possibilities of amplifying reality. These images will provide unique views of the real and the fake within our current culture and surroundings. Using the chosen landscape, natural and artificial light, and High Dynamic Range Imaging techniques you will being to push the sensation of the environment within the photograph and blur the difference between reality and illusion.”
Admittedly, HDR is a style of photography I’m too wild about. There’s no denying that the technique yields some truly striking and beautiful images, but more often than not it seems like they don’t have much value beyond being decorative or flashy. Plus, the process is mostly effortless: just get a nighttime city-scape or a sunset, throw down the tripod, click click click, and then let the computer do the rest.
So for my first foray in HDR, I decided to pick a setting that most people would consider bogan and trashy, vulgar and common: The Gun Range!
What this cheap piece of crap purports to do is make color balancing your photos quick and easy without the need for reference cards because the cap itself is your reference card. You just screw it on, aim it at your scene, and use your camera’s auto-white-balance-measuring thingie to take an allegedly accurate measurement of the light you’re working with. But…does it work?!
Thanks to my homeboy, Parker, for posing for these shots and for mashing the shutter button while I ran around a parking garage with an old man’s walker. Oh, and ladies…he’s single!