After the ball

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 moment 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 pictures, I could see that the robber most certainly was a woman.
The robber was never caught, which in itself prove that I have right.

Women tend to do better than men in many jobs …

Pictures from
“The Man Outside the Window”

Model, Kari.

All tomorrow´s parties

«And what costume shall the poor girl wear
To all tomorrow’s parties
A hand-me-down dress from who knows where
To all tomorrow’s parties
And where will she go, and what shall she do
When midnight comes around
She’ll turn once more to Sunday’s clown and cry behind the door»

WELCOME TO THE PARTY

These lines from «Velvet Underground» made me think about how much music has meant for me, also when it comes to titles for my pictures.  Some times I can say a lot about a picture, sometimes there is nothing to tell …
It is strange though, that these songs from «Velvet Underground» always has been the songs that I have listen to at Christmas. 
Another favorite is «Sunday Morning» from the same LP.

«Sunday morning
Praise the dawning
It’s just a restless feeling
By my side»

Holidays In The Sun

Early Seventies Britain was a very depressing place. It was completely run-down with trash on the streets, and total unemployment—just about everybody was on strike. Everybody was brought up with an education system that told you point-blank that if you came from the wrong side of the tracks…then you had no hope in hell and no career prospects at all. Out of that came pretentious “moi and the Sex Pistols and then a whole bunch of copycat wankers after us.

(From Wikipedia; https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sex_Pistols – note 26)

I was a Pistols fan right from the beginning.

“PUNK ME!”

Many of my friends thought Sex Pistols were crap, but when listening to the lyrics you understood that this was more than words. This was not meaningless howling like the Norwegian punk bands were up to. It was highly political lyrics and I can fully understand why the English society was scared and afraid.

After a long time where rock music became more and more pop and entertainment, Sex Pistols changed the music scene from the start.
In the long run, they also changed rock music forever.

I think I was one of the first who actually bought a Pistols record in a record shop here in Bergen. It was “God save the Queen” and the owner of the shop tried to persuade me to NOT buy it …

It was obvious that the music had a strong influence on my pictures, two of them taken at the time is shown here.

“PUNK CITY”

Funny, even though the picture “Punk City” is shot where Bergen later planned to build “Bergen City” – a finance centre. Then came the crack in 1987 and only parts of “the new city” were built.

Today they have demolished the “heart” of this stupid idea and built what is now called “Bergen Media City”.

The times are really changing.

I have a video “There will always be an England” and when I am alone I often open a beer, put on the video, turn up the volume and really enjoy the feeling of the music.

My favorite is “Holidays in the sun” and I am sure that my neighbors love it too …

Model: Mona R.I.P.