Series ‘Carte de Vishite’ is a conceptual piece that takes a tounge-in-cheek nod to the early photographic portraiture techniques of what was called the Carte de Visite (French Photographic style from around 1854). Photography, Styling, Creative Direction and concept all done by me. Costumes courteousy of Memory Lane Costume Hire,Mt. Lawley. #1 of 5 Model: Brendan Ninness Intended as a series of Postcards.
Series ‘Carte de Vishite’ is a conceptual piece that takes a tounge-in-cheek nod to the early photographic portraiture techniques of what was called the Carte de Visite (French Photographic style from around 1854). Photography, Styling, Creative Direction and concept all done by me. Costumes courteousy of Memory Lane Costume Hire on Beaufort Street, Mt. Lawley. #2 of 5 Model: Catalina Clema Intended as a series of postcards
During my band’s second national tour, we played a date in Asbury Park, where we had the pleasure of bedding down at the Berkeley-Carteret for the night. I had vivid dreams while tucked into that enormous fin-de-seicle bed. Dreams of women in white lawn dresses strolling on the boardwalk, arm in arm with men in skimmer hats and seersucker suits. Asbury Park stayed with me; as Morrissey put it, “a seaside town they forgot to close down.” Incidentally, for you fellow history geeks out there, Berkeley and Carteret were the two English aristocrats who, after a good deal of confusion and changing-of-hands, founded the colony of New Jersey.
from my original primitive naive acrylic painting
from my original acrylic digitally altered
An image of a very gorgeous Edwardian girl, soon to be made int to a painting, but just as lovely in sketch format :)
Edwardian lady in Spring time with cherry blossom trees. This was painted in pastels and oils. It was used by The BBC to illustrate what the ladies of the period were wearing. The painting was completed circa 1978 blossoms cherry costume edwardian lady spring time
The latest in my compositions series, all images are owned by me or taken by me, and all that stuff. This is actually Brecon Beacons in South Wales, it often looks this stormy on a typical winters evening, so its not all that different post processing ;) Read my latest journal entry if you’re interested in helping me expand my portfolio by uses your lovely lovely faces :)
It’s time to rock out with your clock (or pocket watch) out. / / / / /
It’s time to rock out with your clock (or pocket watch) out. / / / / /
The gruff, irascible and decidedly loud Admiral Crampton could not have been considered any girl’s ideal match, but why Josephine decided to put up with him was simply baffling. Kind, quiet and fiercely intelligent, Josephine was an engineer practically from birth, constructing towering edifices from chewed up tinker toys and clever little vehicles from whatever she found lying about. It turned out that the one thing she insisted upon after her marriage to the good Admiral was that she be able to continue her work in medical engineering, improving prostheses for all those unfortunate young men coming home from the war. Well the Admiral didn’t like it one bit, but what could he do? Josephine did all that was expected of her and more, rushing home after work to make dinner, tidy up and ensure her grumbling husband’s comfort and catering to his every whim. She designed systems and devices to reduce her chore time in half so that, after the Admiral commenced his heavy snoring in his favorite armchair, his fetid pipe dangling from one meaty hand, she could tip out to the garage and work on her secret projects until the wee hours of the morning. / You see, Josephine was working on the most astonishing invention! It started out as one of her automatic cleaning devices but soon evolved into a full-fledged house robot. It could clean up, yes, but also cook a bit and fold laundry – Josephine even fitted it with a phonographic speaker so that it could engage in rudimentary conversation and play an array of recordings. / One gloomy Friday, Josephine found herself on the losing side of egg salad roulette with the laboratory’s dubious cafeteria. Deathly ill, she limped home in the rain, pausing every block or so to throw up, so that it took quite some time. The Admiral was already home, and completely ignoring the pathetic condition of his pale, sick and soaking wife, he stormed about booming complaints about his absent dinner. Josephine collapsed onto the sofa, summoned up what strength she could muster and said, “I’m sick and I’d love a cup of tea, please.” A deep shade of vermillion crept up the Admiral, beginning who-knows-where, but ending at the roots of his wispy white hair. His left eyelid twitched violently. He unballed his enormous fists, ripped his hat off the coat rack, grabbed his umbrella and exploded out the door, stomping off to his club. / No one really knows if he came back that night or not, but he was never seen again. Josephine named her robot Blunderbuss and he was most charming as he clicked and whirred around the parlor, serving steaming tea out of a pot to Josephine and her occasional guests, a lovely sonata drifting out of the phonograph on his head. He was quite the gardener too, and one couldn’t help but notice how particularly lush Josephine’s flower beds had become that year and remained ever after. This original artwork and story are copyright Ramona Szczerba 2008. Copyright is not transferable with the sale of this item. The buyer is not entitled to any reproduction rights – neither image nor story can be reproduced without my express written permission. Thanks!
As children, Dorothy and her brother, Charles, spent many happy hours by the koi pond on the chateau’s estate. Prologue: The Haunted Chateau
Pencil on paper.
Ha ha I love the play on that title. I am so funny if only to myself. ;) This piece I finished last year sometime in 2008. I was inspired by the old photography of the french artist Jean Agelou. So I took my favourite model Lynn sk (on redbubble: Lynn )and made her simply Edwardian. 8×12.5 / Graphite.
I’ve been doing an awful keeping up with redbubble…soon I’ll do a huge update!
Edwardian postcard-style photo. Created in my living room with various props picked up from charity shops and whatever else I could find in my home! With thanks to my wonderful models: / My niece Erin & my daughter Freya.
Also Seen on Flickr Brighton West Pier, derelict and sadly neglected for many years, was a magnificent looking structure epitomising the gilded era of Edwardian Britain. Designed by the famous engineer Eugenius Birch work on construction commenced in 1863. Literally built out of the sea, it rose up on iron columns and finally opened three years later on 5th October 1866, having cost £30,000. Brighton West Pier is 1115ft (337.8m) long and originally consisted of only a wooden promenade deck where the Victorian middle classes could stroll at their leisure, to see and be seen. In 1875 a central bandstand was added, and in 1883 a pavilion was built at the pier head, being subsequently enlarged in 1885. 1886 saw the construction of landing stages that allowed paddle steamers carrying day-trippers to visit the town. The transformation from a promenade pier to a pleasure pier had begun. In 1901 the landing stage was enlarged, and 1903 saw the conversion of the pavilion into a 1000 seater theatre. The last major building work was in 1916, with the removal of the central bandstand and the construction of a 1400 seater concert hall, having first widened the immediate decking area by 14ft (4.2m). This concert hall had survived intact until disaster struck in 2002/3. Brighton West Pier offered plenty of diverse activities, both inside and out. Plays, pantomimes and ballet were performed in the theatre, the pier’s own band played in the concert hall, and swimming, diving and paddle steamer excursions took place around the pier head. In its heyday the pier was playing host to over 2,000,000 people every year. Forced to close, and sectioned during the Second World War, Brighton West Pier had been completely transformed into the more familiar ‘funfair’ type pier when it eventually reopened. The theatre now had a restaurant on the first floor with a games hall beneath, the concert hall became a café, and the normal plethora of dodgems and ghost trains sprawled across the open decking. Brighton West Pier’s popularity started to decline with the advent of the package holiday. Combined with mounting maintenance costs, the seaward end was eventually closed in 1970, and permission for demolition was granted by the state, subject to local council approval. A determined campaign by local residents ensured that this demolition order was never carried out, and in 1975 the owners closed Brighton West Pier. Purchased for a conditional £100 in 1985 by Brighton West Pier Trust, work began on restoration of the structure but was forced to stop in 1989 after suffering additional damage in the great storms of 1987 and 1988. Finally receiving a lottery grant in 1996 and 1998 the Brighton West Pier now looked like it may be saved. Seeing this beautiful structure left to rot and decay aroused great emotion in me at a time when, as a young man I was working in Brighton. Since moving away, it was with great pleasure that I heard that the Brighton West Pier Trust has been campaigning tirelessly to secure the pier’s future. Unfortunately their valiant efforts have been undermined by red tape and legal disputes. On 29th December 2002 the inevitable eventually happened when, during a violent storm, a section of the sub structure collapsed from the area around the concert hall. Although not entirley lost to the sea, the 1916 structure suffered considerable damage as a result and, once again, its future was left hanging (literally) in the balance. Further tragedy struck in the first few weeks of 2003, this time in the form of two separate arson attacks. Consequently, Brighton West Pier’s two unique pleasure buildings were severely damaged. More legal disputes ensued and subsequently the Heritage Lottery Fund decided to withdraw its support, despite a recommendation from English Heritage that the restoration should go ahead. The future of Brighton West Pier now hangs by a very slim thread, its only chance of survival depending upon English Heritage’s alternative and less costly proposal to restore the pier back to its original 1860s appearance, without the theatre and concert hall. Sadly, this is how it stands today…
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