bodies arranged in the branches like they grew there. long dresses, bare feet, a red gel pushed through the leaves after dark. need someone who can climb in a full skirt and hold a pose two metres up without wobbling.
tasveirrmelbourne
things i want to shoot
references i keep coming back to, and what i'd like to make of them. if any of this is your kind of thing, say so — no date to pick.
base of a glass tower shooting straight up, blue hour bleeding into full dark. blue ambient, red gel on the face, wide lens, low angle. need someone who'll sit on cold concrete in the CBD while people walk past and stare.
staged collapse. someone face down on the footpath with the entire contents of their bag laid out around them like evidence. deadpan, nobody's actually hurt. need someone who doesn't mind lying on concrete in public and can hold very still.
club bathroom green, graffiti to the ceiling, mirrors doubling everything. the 2am portion of the evening. need someone unbothered by tiled floors and a venue that'll let us in before doors.
fisheye in a graffitied service lift, green fluoro, nowhere to go. cramped on purpose. need someone who doesn't mind being twenty centimetres from the lens for an hour and doesn't get claustrophobic.
standing on a stack of dead cars in an outfit that has no business being there. hard sun, rust, huge sky. need closed shoes, a current tetanus shot, and permission from the yard.
sitting in the trolley in an empty carpark at 11pm while someone pushes. fluorescent overheads, concrete, nobody around. need a person who trusts whoever's pushing and a carpark that doesn't have a guard.
candles in the dirt, a borrowed sword, a white dress that isn't surviving the night. somewhere between a ritual and a crime scene, played completely straight. need someone comfortable being in the middle of nowhere after dark and unbothered by fake blood.
head out the window, hair everywhere, tunnel lights smeared into lines. sodium orange, long shutter, most frames unusable. need a driver, a passenger who doesn't get self-conscious, and a quiet tunnel. the motion is faked with shutter drag at low speed, nobody's hanging out of anything at 80 :p
direct flash on empty play equipment once everyone's gone home. swings, roundabout, seesaw, shot low so the equipment looks like it's winning. need someone who'll get on a roundabout in heels.
whites, wooden racquet, empty court mid-afternoon. far more lying on the ground than actual tennis. need a court booking and someone who can hold a racquet like they've used one.
a wall of dead televisions and one person inside the glow. static, colour bleed, the same face repeated across every screen. need to source about fifteen old tvs, a trolley, and a room with enough power points.
towel turban, robe, corded phone, drink at the wrong hour of the day. old money having a mediocre morning. need someone who can do bored and expensive simultaneously, and a room we're allowed to be in.
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