Studio Porn

Our friend Tim is applying for graduate art programs all over the country and asked me to take photos for his portfolio. I mainly practice my photo skills on Moose so anytime I need to photograph something important I get pretty nervous. The idea of free reign in a real art studio had me extra excited.  

The studio was a big converted warehouse in downtown. The sunshine poured in through the huge roll-up door and bounced off the white walls. Artists rent space to work in the studio so each big work table housed artwork of different styles. Every time I looked around I noticed something new. My favorite surprise came after I climbed a ladder to a storage loft and came face to face with a moldy looking concrete head and slime/bug covered mannequin torso. There was also the moped and motorcycle I didn't notice until we were there for at least 2 hours. Tim called the studio photos "art porn" and informed me there's a whole online obsession with them, "thinsporation" for artists I guess. Figures but I had no clue!

We eventually got down to business and gathered paintings (some still wet). Tim and I adjusted light and scrutinized colors until we had a good shot of each painting. Rob settled into the couch by the roll-up door and napped in the sun. I couldn't help but laugh when Tim asked me if a painting looked better on it's side or upright. I'd always imagined artists would be pretty picky about something like that. 

Thank you, thank you, thank you Tim for letting me play the artsy-fartsy hipster (but not in an obnoxious way) for a day! I'm completely inspired by your artwork and officially jealous of your design school future. Thank you Rob for bringing rice so we didn't starve to death. I eat way more delicious food since I married you!