Showing posts with label black and white. Show all posts
Showing posts with label black and white. Show all posts

Thursday, March 12, 2009

Rediscovery

I have been more forward-thinking about my photography lately. It has been my conscious decision to let my arts manifest more in my life. My life is moving in the right direction in a lower more thoughtful pace that I can control.

Photography has been a positive form of expression for me. Recently I decided that I should print larger copies of my nature photography. I will sell these to affordable prices that still allows me to feel that I am not giving them away for free. Some can be found on my flickr.

A couple of days ago I sold a portrait of a young girl named Nenna printed on matte paper to a proud mother. A photograph I rediscovered as her parents requested another copy. I decided to give it a black and white treatment. Sometimes looking at photos on the screen does not make them justice, even though it gives you a great preview. This is one of those times.

Here she is:


Nenna, Robert Halvarsson 2008

Thursday, March 01, 2007

Fashion times two
































A reportage I wrote about the search for unique fashion outside of the big time players was feautured in todays issue of Karlstads-Tidningen. Together with Lacam the small fashion-store Ballroom and second hand shop Myrorna was covered. I was using the old but good Canon 300D with a EF 28-105 mm f/3.5-4.5 lens to capture these two scenes. Sometimes I really love what photography can do...

Thursday, February 22, 2007

Working things out

On the soul tip
Photography: Robert Halvarsson

For those who are in the wait... I am not in the condition to promise anything at the moment, but my intention is for there to be music publiched here for your ears only, soonish.

Remember this in the meantime:
Suecae Sounds - Wathing while the world goes by

Suecae Sounds - Spread those wings
Suecae Sounds - Jag som ingenting

Monday, February 12, 2007

Crude grafitti


Simple grafitti
Originally uploaded by suecae sounds.
This is not an example of the beauty of Grafitti. Nevertheless this is the most common type of tags in Karlstad.

It is of course shun on by the muncipal authority and the corporations offering housing. It goes without saying.



I cannot help to think that there is beauty in everyday things, even in things viewed on as ugly. Such as this. There is also a difference between artistic grafitti and crude tagging. This belongs to the latter. But still, it is a sign of life.