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BLACK ICE exhibition by holger feroudj

BLACK ICE exhibition

I’m happy to announce my BLACK ICE exhibition in Tokyo from 2014 Oct. 17th to Nov 1st and the reception party on Oct. 18th

It is my first exhibition after 2 years and going to be themed around my recently released book “White Snow on Black Ice”. Of course, the book itself will be on display, as well, so everyone will have a chance to experience it without the need to commit to buying one, if it’s not sold out by then anyway.

Details

BLACK ICE photo+book exhibition
by Holger Feroudj

Duration: Oct. 17th to Nov. 1st
Opening Hours: Mon-Sat. 19:00 – 3:00
Venue: OFFICE Gaienmae

 

日本語

BLACK ICE展示で最近手作りの自分で出版した「White Snow on Black Ice」という写真集/アーツブックの上、本から取られた画像が違った風に大きいプリントとして展示されます。
記憶というものを本とプリントの作品を見ながら感じられます。

Description (English)

This exhibition is based on my recently released handmade art- and photobook “White Snow on Black Ice,” and will show both the book as well as abstract large format black and white photographs taken from the images in the book.

Synopsis of the book:

“‘White Snow on Black Ice’ is the result of using photography and book design to capture the invisible bond of memories connected to places of my past I have rich memories tied to. Places that make me re-live certain events, painful and happy alike; however, memory does not work like a video recorder. Memory changes upon re-living it. The harder you try to see and remember, the deeper you go, layer by layer, the more likely you are to re-write your past without even realizing it. Until you feel that you really experienced it.
Using a multilayered design with a special kind of reflective printing on black paper, the process of browsing and looking at these photographs of the frozen ground I experienced so much on supports the feeling of how memory works.”

Both the exhibited photographs, as well as the book, give a deep impression on the fallibility and bias of our memory.

The story of the Fox

Not a part of the BLACK ICE series, I depended on it to keep the series together when on a wall instead of in the book. The fox is a print of mine that I come to love more and more as the years pass – I already shot it like 7 years or so ago. It’s like only now I get to know the little fella with his glance straight into my soul better. This is also the reason why so far it is the only print that I explicably offer as fine art print on my little store: holgerferoudj.com/store/shop/prints/fox/

Some of the other prints I have have to stand the (emotional) test of time first.

 

 

Film sucks

This is why film sucks

This is why film photography sucks.

… no, just kidding… or am I? 😉

Some spontaneous mood drove me to bring a film camera with long expired ISO100 slide film to a party – no idea which evil fairy put this idea in my head. I tested my flash on my digital camera to get an idea of how strong it would need to be for a proper exposure, but when I actually used it at the venue it blasted everything away and I chickened out and against logic turned it down as much as possible – now half the roll is wildly underexposed.

And because the film was expired, it’s heavily magenta shifted PLUS the tungsten interior light with the daylight balanced film makes everything super-red, and and and… all other kind of other ugly troubles that are so much easier to avoid on digital.

But I still like it. This time was really the last, though.

In the beginning, my flash was still firing more or less at what I tested to be about right…

In the beginning, my flash was still firing more or less at what I tested to be about right…

People started shielding their eyes from my weapon of blinding brutality - making me doubt if it really should be THAT killer-bright?

People started shielding their eyes from my weapon of blinding brutality – making me doubt if it really should be THAT killer-bright?

… and then the doubts had their way. I dialed that damned flash down. People weren't much happier, the photos red mushy grain not even Photoshop can rescue.

… and then the doubts had their way. I dialed that damned flash down. People weren’t much happier, the photos red mushy grain not even Photoshop can rescue.

Film sucks

Film sucks