Behind The Scenes
How often is too often? When does work become a routine and a passion for nude shoots turns only into a business? In the beginning as a hobbyist photographer taking pictures didn't involve pressure. Does having to earn a living get in the way at some point?
A year ago things started with the Corona pandemic and the lockdowns. All of my planned projects were cancelled and I could no longer do my job. I would like to take the anniversary as an occasion and briefly give an update on how I am currently doing.
I've been working for Playboy Germany for nine years now, and yet it is always a great pleasure for me to see a new issue with a series of pictures photographed by me. That shows how important art is to me and that my work never mutates into a work to rule, no matter what. During the pandemic I often have the feeling that my life happens in slow motion. This makes the April 2021 issue of Playboy Germany even more special for me.
Most recently I wrote an article about morbid charm. And what fascinates me so much about it. There is another similar aspect that evokes strong emotions. It's loneliness. We humans are social beings and yet feel a strong attraction in empty places, in solitude. This has nothing to do with depression and certainly nothing to do with Corona. I'll try to explain the concept of the liminal space.
For years I have been wondering what attraction the morbid, the decay has on me. It is a fact that there are places of longing that are incredibly suitable as locations for photo shoots. But why are rotten places so appealing? Where does this attraction come from?
Yesterday I caught myself doing it. I edited pictures and worked on a motif for a while. The perspective in the picture didn't fit properly, the legs looked too fat. I thought... but if I edit it, I could... and after half an hour of post-processing, I knew it. The photo was not good. I should have rather listened to my gut feeling right away.
Instagram has become a ten ton gorilla for photographers. It's the place to be. This is where you share your works and connect with other artists. And where you find the models' sedcards. But something stinks! And to prove it, I tested it out on my own instagram account.
I woke up at the sound of a gun going off. I must have been five or six years old and it was six o'clock in the morning. My mum dialed the number of the police and later in the morning I learned that my dad had hidden in our garden and shot in the air with an alarm pistol to disturb a voyeur who came to spy through my parents' bedroom window every morning.
Usually my end-of-the-year review is an article I am all excited about. I am going through my collection of recent photographs to use in my article. And seeing those images takes me back to great moments I experienced. Most of the time this is about traveling and meeting cool people. But like for all of us, 2020 has been a very special year for me, too.
Warning: This article is totally off-topic. It has nothing to do with photography, except for that I took the title photo for my blog. I wish everyone happy holidays and as there are no Christmas markets in 2020 due to Corona, here's a recipe for a winterly cocktail to get you into the mood.
Working with naked women on a regular basis makes me forget that other people get fooled by nude photographs. I would like to write about some (and not only male) misinterpretations and misunderstandings. For a better understanding of today's world and for a better tomorrow.
How did breasts and buns become a turn on thing? And are men more into boobs or behinds? Is this universal, I mean is it the same around the globe? Did you know a brand even sells marshmallows that are shaped like butts and breasts?