'This shoot is from 10 years ago.... he sort of went MIA after the shoot so I didn't finish editing the shoot, or post any, until now. That said, I think we got some good work and it's time they were shared and posted.'
One of my favorite shoots from last year featured StudioMGphotography and his work with Nicolas splashing around and having fun in a kiddie pool.. (
HERE:) Earlier this summer, I saw another hot hunk cooling off by channeling his inner child with a dip in a water filled vat of vinyl. .
Photographer
Bob Burkhard posted a series of shots from an over 10 year old shoot with Dre White on his Instagram, and I immediately got in touch about sharing them on the site. I decided to hold them for a bit and let
FH viewers heat up, and then cool off, when the dog days of summer, and the relentless heat, were, hopefully, starting to taper off.
I think a great deal of art requires tapping into our inner child, and some of my favorite shoots to feature, embody that theme. As adults, so many of us have lost, or forgotten the importance of imagination and dreams, but visuals have the ability to take us right back to our 4th grade art class.
Some of us were fortunate to have had adults in our lives who supported and encouraged us to create, to imagine and dream and most of us, to document those dreams in writing or in art. I'll never forget my elementary school art teacher. I remember her flowy art robe, her huge dangly earrings and the smell of patchouli that wafted out of the art room.
It was in that art room I learned about primary colors and how other colors were created. I learned about space and composition. We drew, we painted, we did did paper mache, made puppets and Muppets a worked all year at creating huge murals to grace the walls. I remember one of my favorite projects, and the one I struggled most with, was the magazine face.
Some of you remember the assignment, I'm sure it was done in schools everywhere. You had to find a face, usually a page found in a magazine that you could tear out. Then, you cut the face in half, attached it to a piece of drawing paper on cardboard, then put it back together by drawing the other side of the face.
Man, how I struggled to get it just right. I remember struggling more with art class, than any of my other academic subjects. I didn't struggle because it was harder, I struggled, because getting it right was more important to me than my answers in math class.
Imagination is key to being a health, happy kid and I hate seeing parents who stifle and snuff out their kids creative impulses. This is a period in our lives when a towel tied around our neck was a flowing cape, a broom stick was a sword or magic wand, and when just our putting up our thumb, and sticking out our index fingers was the only gun we ever needed.
It was a time we skipped and didn't care that if anyone looked, when we ran on the beach pretending to be your favorite superhero. (DC, not Marvel...) We jumped, climbed on rocks, swung on money bars and rolled around in the grass, in leaves and in the snow. It was also the time, a kiddie pool in the backyard was the height of summer happiness.
It didn't matter if the water all spilled out as you splashed around, you'd just grab the hose and fill it up again. Those heights of happiness come along less often as we get older, but if we try, they're still there waiting to resurface. I love that so many of the artists whose work I love, and so many of the models I feature, manage to tap into those feelings and those times, within their work.
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