These pictures never became particularly popular … My wife hates them and I am pretty sure that she is not the only one. It is not my mission in life to make pictures which people like, sometimes it is is much more important to make something that they really disgust. Anyway, that is not a theme for writing this. I just show you what I have made and then you can make your own opinion …
“After the Ball”, the title is taken from a song of “Klaus Nomi”, was a picture which “made itself”.
Kari, the model on these three photographs, was quite exhausted and wanted to go home. I myself was quite satisfied and we agreed to end the session.
And there it was, the moments I love!
On the end of this shot, she had been wearing a ski mask, but we had been experimenting with all sorts of material. Her makeup was unusually thick and greasy, and at the moment she drew the mask over her head the eyelids got stuck with the fabric and she cried out in pain. At that particular moment I was putting down my camera, but just in a reflex I had it back and got the shot that I had worked for so long.
It all happened so quickly that it was first when we were standing in the darkroom together, watching the picture slowly emerge on the paper, that we understood that it was this we had been working for.
What others may understand … Hopefully there is someone out there who can appreciate the photographs and what we were trying to accomplish. Anyway, this is “After the Ball”.
When I look back I think that the whole idea about masks had been better in a “Butoh” performance than independent graphic art. Anyway, I think that some of the pictures came out rather well. The titles indicate that my thoughts were occupied with theatrical effects rather than making good photographs.
A rather strange thing happened when we were working with this idea. The session went over weeks with several models and during that period a robbery took place here in Bergen. Photos from the bank‘s security cameras were released and in one of the picture I could see that the robber most certainly was a woman. The robber was never caught, which in itself prove that I have right.