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Happy belated birthday dear Katharina @photoshamanism

Inspired by artist Mathew Brandt and his C-type Prints soaked in lake water. I experimented with marbling on paper and then digitally layering this on top of the Winnall Moors distorted photographs i took. This was to achieve a similar effect to Brandt and also expand my knowledge in photo editing software.

This lead me down a completely knew path which, upon reflection, i am most pleased about as this broadened my horizons in the world of Fine Art.

- Winchester School of Art

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This out of the whole project, has to be my favourite for the colours and gentle subtlety of it.

Inspired by Dan Hays’ take to art, i decided to delete certain sections of my work to distort the image.

In doing this through Photoshop, the software blended the image across the deleted section in a variety of ways in which i chose, to fill the void that would have been there.

This was to imply how altered our perception of a scene can be through technology, and how we only get an impression of what was originally there.

- Winchester School of Art

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Photobombed by the cutest dog

Taken in Balgay Park - Dundee, Scotland

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Misty fantasies

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“It was a tsunami. In April of ’82 there was an article in the New York Times about a new gay cancer, and everyone thought ‘oh well.’ I was in my twenties. I wasn’t worried about a thing. But then every week you started to hear about somebody becoming ill. My boss was one of the first. He was a famous florist. He went into the hospital on Thanksgiving and was dead by Easter. I lost most of my friends. A lot of the first men to die were privileged. They were closeted, corporate white men. During the day they were bankers but at night they’d hit the leather clubs and bars. But they learned their privilege didn’t matter after they got sick. They were just ‘gay.’ We had to fight for AIDS to be recognized by the government. We joined together with people of color, and junkies, and prostitutes. It was a beautiful thing, really. Our feminist lesbian sisters taught us how to protest because they’d been doing it for decades. They showed us how to organize meetings, and bring people together, and force the government to the table—things we’d never had to think about as white men.”