Sometimes I think I can't run away fast enough from whatever is chasing me.
I came across the work of Oleg Oprisco the other day and was immediately smitten. The concepts and themes he worked with were haunting and whimsical. The execution of composition and colour palette selection just seamless. I've always liked photography because it makes physical and tangible a fleeting moment in time and space. It captures the essence of what would have been just a memory. It makes it real, something that you can hold in your hands. Not very eloquently but rather accurately put, "Pics, or it didn't happen."
In addition to why Oleg's work is so very magical is that none of these photos are the product of photoshop. His work is shot in film with no digital retouching. Every element you see in each of his photos is the result of clever prop placement, costume design and careful casting. Most surrealist photography, digitally manipulated, is already rather awesome, as by nature of being a photo there is an element of realism. So Oleg's work pretty much destroys the playing field by actually capturing moments that happened in the flesh, taking surrealist photography to a whole new level.
I think I would fit right into the world that Oleg has created.
I've broken them down by theme in the pictures below.
(All photos are intellectual property of Mr Oleg Oprisco and prints of his work can be found here.)
Birds and butterflies
Personification, construction and deconstruction of nature
Love, Longing and Lace
Holding of tangible objects symbolic of an intagible concept
Travel, change, wanderlust, distance and potentially shortening that distance (with a phone call)
A mood befitting of these photos is created by Joseph Arthur's 'Honey and the Moon'.
Don't know why I'm still afraid
If you weren't real I would make you up now
I wish that I could follow through
I know that your love is true
As the sea
But right now
Everything you want is wrong,
And right now
All your dreams are waking up,
And right now
I wish I could follow you
To the shores
Where no one lives.