Ian McIntosh's Usefilm Photo Portfolios

Another Green World. (181) Aramoana (110) The spit at the mouth of otago harbour. A`place to feel the weather. Dunedin Sounds (53) Dunedin is a back water but is a University town that provides the best bands in the country. As a teenager I SO wanted to be here. It'd be really nice to contribute to the continuance of that tradition, to give back to the musicians of Dunedin in whose songs I get to hear my otherwise elusive heart. It's a big challenge and I usually come short. Any thoughts on technicalities appreciated. following rolys lead 1/6/03-8/7/05 (28) My dog. Floating these to acknowledge her after her death last year. Poetry corner (42) Infantile and ill considered workings with words Road Movie (118) Before first son was born had to drive the length of the island to collect a car. These are photos of that trip and then some because I am still driving. Slide duplication. (9) Photos of slides with a copying attachment on the camera. Suddenly Last Summer (7) Mate of mine sent me photos from a very dodgy fishing trip (they all ended up in drag). Over the trip they all developed personas and it got a bit soap opera, "suddenly last summer" is the soap opera script to the trip I wasn't there, honest! Today in psychiatry. (41) No strong theme here. drive by shooting (53) A childish game. Photos taken from a moving car, because you never know when the future of the universe depends on your ability to take that one photo under such conditions. Actually my goal is to get an onject and photograph it from different sides at once, because I read cubists sometimes tried to paint that way, and because I have seen the art of stroke victims who can do that naturally. Also it gives me a break from concerns about structural composition, which always is a miraculous and beautiful process to read about, but does not come naturally to me. Anyway such are my goals, to be Picasso, save the universe if required, and be as cool asthe art of a stroke victim... but other things come out. and the ass saw the angel (4) Just a game of holding some slides up to the light became a meditation on the idea of lost divine feminine principles. Before even exploring the idea of it is the absurdity of my own and male cultures attempts to define them. An exercise is misinterpretation. It is like the movie the nightmare before christmas, when halloween attempted to present the christmas spirit. Journey to the time that taste forgot (40) Cue the theremin music, this portfolio is full of photos against my better judgement but could not resist creating