If Lynch had a pet

hanging an occasional hairdresser out

photo: Emese Altnöder

A beer in the forest by then (1918) And for everyone today..!

They went in a male way of the time; To a bench far (away/from ;) and into the forest. A fotball game was taking place. Picture taken then: with Ortochromatisk film 10 Din 13x18 cm Red blind and yellow unsensetive... but blue aware..! A clever method under the northerly late summer sky.
Photograph taken then by Åke Jonsson

invited guest: Wilma Hurskainen

On the deck

Family picture

GROWTH
Growth is a project in which I reconstructed and re-photographed pictures that my dad took of me and my three little sisters when we were children. I tried to make the new photograph look as similar as possible to the old one: the place and the composition are the same, and so are our positions and facial expressions.

Skansen

Birthday

Drottningholm

In the bathtub

I have always been very attracted by the photograph´s ability to cross time and create this kind of comparisons. There is something sad, almost tragic, about looking at old photographs compared to new ones and seeing how people and things have changed or grown up.

After all, it is said that time has been accepted as a common means of measuring life because people are not able nor willing to see the change in themselves. In the pictures it seems as if we were trying to go back to our childhood by adopting the same position towards each other and the photographer´s/spectator´s gaze but we unavoidably fail. We have to fail – there is no return in time.

On the way to school

Grandfather

I am interested in family photographs and the way they are taken, stored and (not so often) looked at. Anyone with any family history can tell that, although the family pictures are supposed to tell a story about a happy, unanimous family, growing up with other people is never simple. Family photographs can be a way of reflecting one´s past and identity, but the pictures conceal just as much as they reveal.

In the cabin

Castle Olavinlinna

In the comparisons time takes a strange form – it feels as if there was a dialogue between the past and the present moment, like there is in our minds as concerns our own memories A memory is never static, permanent, but changes as we change. By repeating a distant moment something weird is revealed about us as objects of the photograph in the first pictures: the way we play our artificial roles for the photograph. We might not be more than five years old, but we already know exactly how to be in/for a photograph.

The Royal Palace

Wilma Hurskainen, born 1979 lives and works in Helsinki. She has graduated as a Master of Arts from University of Industrial Arts and Design in Helsinki. Wilma works as a freelance photographer for newspapers, magazines and companies. Her work has been exhibited in Prague, Hamburg, Stockholm and Santago de Cuba to mention a few of her individual or group shows. You will find more of her work at wilmahurskainen.com or at the Helsinki School.

If I my add something; seeing Wilma´s work was indeed refreshing and a reminder of the importance of family albums and what they can tell. I am a big fan of them too./ulf
invited by ulf fågelhammar
Photos and text © Wilma Hurskainen

Docu 08: faith in the dailylife

once upon a time, when in churches common meetings had been held - the sacred space was even more holy than now. what have happened to the space of faith, the architecture of churches made for our amusement to god? it is constantly changing. tourism and consumerism have changed it forever. i'm still interested in showing what is happening in these boundaries of faith and dailylife.

made in various churches in kraków and warszawa, poland/08

(F)riday's Daily Print!

photo: jeanne wells

This Hand -- today's print. I put a bit of a black border around this one when I scanned it, to show off the rough edges of the handmade paper. I owe a great debt to all you F Blog readers who have been so supportive of this Daily Print project. Thank you!

Paulay

Photo: Gyula Fazakas

Postcard from: Norrtälje