|
Posted by Tasha
on 1/25/2006
 Featured
I love you i scream, but even i can hardly hear my voice,turning to whisper as my vocal cords tear apart.
this whisper is the chorus of my every cell, getting lost in our breaths, chewed in our kisses, caught in the wrinkles of the blanket we make love on.It echoes inside me while i watch you sleeping and tries to grab your hand every time you're walking out of the door.It's always too late to reach you, so it stays inside,poisoning the air i breath, making me even more obsessed. I want to share it with you, but i'm always scared that you'll throw it away,like something you never needed...
...The airplanes killed all the stars and took their places; promise me that you'll be mine and i won't care, i'll be happy as long as you'll be shining for me...
For you,Jimmy
Love,Tasha
Images
611 x 768 px
(145 KB)
 1 Comment
|
|
1024 x 792 px
(86 KB)
0 Comments
|
540 x 768 px
(162 KB)
0 Comments
|
588 x 768 px
(176 KB)
0 Comments
|
576 x 768 px
(144 KB)
0 Comments
|
1024 x 768 px
(223 KB)
0 Comments
|
576 x 768 px
(86 KB)
0 Comments
|
576 x 768 px
(229 KB)
0 Comments
|
576 x 768 px
(166 KB)
0 Comments
|
576 x 768 px
(75 KB)
0 Comments
|
575 x 768 px
(106 KB)
0 Comments
|
544 x 768 px
(59 KB)
0 Comments
|
576 x 768 px
(105 KB)
0 Comments
|
576 x 768 px
(188 KB)
0 Comments
|
1024 x 733 px
(145 KB)
0 Comments
|
576 x 768 px
(171 KB)
0 Comments
|
576 x 768 px
(168 KB)
0 Comments
|
576 x 768 px
(129 KB)
0 Comments
|
1024 x 768 px
(231 KB)
0 Comments
|
1024 x 750 px
(163 KB)
0 Comments
|
1024 x 670 px
(181 KB)
0 Comments
|
541 x 768 px
(87 KB)
0 Comments
|
1024 x 600 px
(186 KB)
0 Comments
|
1024 x 742 px
(213 KB)
0 Comments
|
576 x 768 px
(104 KB)
0 Comments
|
1024 x 768 px
(362 KB)
0 Comments
|
|
|
I bring a unique photographic view creating a mix of images from different times and places I've been to, memories of people I've met. It is a complicated knot of layers of pattern, color, form. The themes usually carry dark, abusive tones. The violent nature of images disturbs the mind but attracts the eye with its powerful composition and intricate web of textures. My work is a mix of abstract emotions and visual reality.
Black, white and shades of gray took over my art and photography for the first year of their existence. I wanted to see a clear image, it's shape and form without being distracted on bright colors. It was easier for me to enjoy the simplicity of lines, the relationships between the light and the shadows: the constant struggle of white and black created razor sharp edges and a very tense atmosphere throughout the image and in places surrendering to each other giving birth to an endless mass of gray.
Later on i introduced red color into my photography. I used the dark side of red. It's violent characteristics, it's ability to shock. Color of blood and fear, it brought another dimension to the global feeling of unsettledness and a lot of times disgust in the viewers mind. I realized that any color i chose to use could come out with its evil side helping me create a visual explosion within the image.
I try to work on series of pictures. My main themes are people, structures, landscapes or a lot of times a mix of everything. I love wondering around abandoned buildings, structures forgotten by everything, but time. Here starts one of my biggest obsessions: textures. I love to study the close-ups of decay, rust, rot, peeling paint and mold. They create amazing and most elaborate patterns, full of edgy poisonous colors and weird textures. I want to show people the beauty of broken and forgotten, my fascination with the slow destruction of man made structures and machines. My images is just another reminder of how waist full and destructive the human nature is.
Another infinite source of textures is nature. Any organic forms, puzzles of stones, labyrinths of cracks in the ground, twists and knots of trees and roots, leaves and grass.
For the first year i used myself as a model for all of my studies of human body. I created multiple series of self portraits, fragments and close-ups of skin. In the beginning I used various materials like rope, gauze, glass, nails, wires, paint, flour and eggs to create unusual textures within skin. Later i started working with my friends and at the same time introduced the textures of abandoned buildings and nature into my work with portrait, which allowed me to form a new vision of flesh, decomposing and deformed, sick, distorted, dismembered.
My portraits are echoes of human disorders of body and perversions of mind, their aggressive and sadistic nature, which usually reflects in the names i choose for my works.
I manipulate the reality that i capture with my camera, using photo shop to collage different images, melting them together into a surreal fantasy.
Tasha Kuzmenko
Philadelphia PA 19139 us
|
|
|
Browse by Category
|
Browse
Browse Marketplace Items
Browse All Gallery Pages
Browse All Categories
Browse By Date
Find Artists By Name
Find Artists By Location
Post
Create a Gallery Page
Create an Advertisement
Forums
Links
Add Your Link
How to Link To Us
Info
Contact Us
Register (Free!)
Sign In
Broken eye Gallery
Photography
Artist Portfolios
Artist:
View a full list of Tasha's Pages
