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Sleepy people


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Hi everyone, I am Tamara Dean @tamaradean, an Australian artist and I am sharing my road trip with you this week on the @burndiary instagram account. Day #3, Good morning! Sleepy people emerge from their tents for coffee and sun after a chilly night at ‘Boogie Fest’ at Bruzzy’s farm in central Victoria. Please feel welcome to join my feed if you would like to see my work @tamaradean #art #australia #tamaradean @burnmagazine #burnmagazine www.tamaradean.com.au

Coffee and sun


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Hi everyone, I am Tamara Dean @tamaradean, an Australian artist and I am sharing my road trip with you this week on the @burndiary instagram account. Day #3, Good morning! Sleepy people emerge from their tents for coffee and sun after a chilly night at ‘Boogie Fest’ at Bruzzy’s farm in central Victoria. Please feel welcome to join my feed if you would like to see my work @tamaradean #art #australia #tamaradean @burnmagazine #burnmagazine www.tamaradean.com.au

Fire


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Hi everyone, I am Tamara Dean @tamaradean, an Australian artist and I am sharing my road trip with you this week on the @burndiary instagram account. Day #2, Kids play around a massive bonfire on the first night of ‘Boogie Fest’ at Bruzzy’s farm in central Victoria. Please feel welcome to join my feed if you would like to see my work @tamaradean #art #australia #tamaradean @burnmagazine #burnmagazine #agencevu #boogiefestivalwww.tamaradean.com.au

Boogie Fest


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Hi everyone, I am Tamara Dean @tamaradean, an Australian artist and I am sharing my road trip with you this week on the @burndiary instagram account. Day #2, Astrid and Sophie at ‘Boogie Fest’ at Bruzzy’s farm in central Victoria as night falls.Please feel welcome to join my feed if you would like to see my work! @tamaradean #art #australia #tamaradean @burnmagazine #burnmagazine www.tamaradean.com.au

Camp Boogie


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Hi everyone, I am Tamara Dean @tamaradean, an Australian artist and I am sharing my road trip with you this week on the @burndiary instagram account. Day #2, woohoo! Just arrived at ‘Boogie Fest’ at Bruzzy’s farm in central Victoria, Australia. So looking forward to some awesome bluegrass!!! Please feel welcome to join my feed if you would like to see further works @tamaradean #art #australia #tamaradean @burnmagazine #burnmagazine www.tamaradean.com.au

Cooking


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Hi everyone, I am Tamara Dean @tamaradean, an Australian artist and I am sharing my road trip with you this week on the @burndiary instagram account. Day #2, Lulu makes a raw potato and onion dish for her dolly whilst her mum prepares us a breakfast fit for kings.Please feel welcome to join my feed if you would like to see further works @tamaradean #art #australia #tamaradean @burnmagazinewww.tamaradean.com.au

Jonnie


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Hi everyone, I am Tamara Dean @tamaradean, an Australian artist and I am sharing my road trip with you this week on the @burndiary instagram account. This is my husband Jonnie sleeping at our friends house at the dawning of Day #2 and I am looking forward to seeing what adventures today will bring. Please feel welcome to join my feed if you would like to see further works @tamaradean #olsenirwingallery #art #australia #tamaradean @burndiary @burnmagazinewww.tamaradean.com.au

Lulu


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Hi everyone, I am Tamara Dean @tamaradean, an Australian artist and I am sharing my road trip with you this week on the @burndiary instagram account. Jonnie and I have arrived at our first destination, our friends home in the border of NSW and Victoria. Here their daughter Lulu is hoisted up in the air to see the incredibly beautiful sunset. A lovely way to end a long day on the road.Please feel welcome to join my feed if you would like to see further works @tamaradean #olsenirwingallery #art #australia #tamaradean @burndiary @burnmagazinewww.tamaradean.com.au

NSW and Victoria


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Hi everyone, I am Tamara Dean @tamaradean, an Australian artist and I am sharing my road trip with you this week on the @burndiary instagram account. Here we are approaching the border of NSW and Victoria.Please feel welcome to join my feed if you would like to see further works @tamaradean #olsenirwingallery #art #australia #tamaradean @burndiary @burnmagazinewww.tamaradean.com.au

Paris the rescue-dog


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Hi everyone, I am Tamara Dean @tamaradean, an Australian artist and I’m sharing my road trip with you this week on the @burndiary instagram account. Meet 13 year old rescue-dog Paris who has just emigrated to Australia from South Africa. I met Paris at a ‘Driver Reviver’ stop along the highway in NSW where fatigued drivers are able to stop and have a free cup of tea/coffee and a biscuit to replenish their energy along their journey. Paris has led quite a life having grown up in squats and is now enjoying her golden years with a loving family who I had the pleasure of meeting.Please feel welcome to join my feed if you would like to see further works @tamaradean #olsenirwingallery #art #australia #tamaradean @burndiary @burnmagazinewww.tamaradean.com.au

Road trip across two Australian states


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Hi everyone, my name is Tamara Dean @tamaradean, I’m an Australian artist and am really looking forward to sharing my work with you this week while I take over the @burndiary instagram account. My art practice extends across photography, installation and participatory works exploring the relationship between humans and the natural world and the role ritual plays in our lives. Natural cycles within time and space, life and death, nature and spirituality contribute to my way of investigating and engaging with the world.This week I will be posting daily photographs from a road trip across two Australian states as I jump in the car with my husband and drive south.Huge thanks to @diegorlando and @davidalanharvey for this opportunity to introduce you to my work and my world.Please feel welcome to join my feed if you would like to see further works @tamaradean #olsenirwingallery #art #australia #agencevu #tamaradean @burndiary @burnmagazinewww.tamaradean.com.au

marcela taboada – women of clay

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Marcela Taboada

Women of Clay

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As soon as I set foot in this village, I knew that I had entered to the heart of a Mexican truth: women feed the Earth and their life is made of clay. Clay ovens for clay pans and pots, everything is touched and transformed by hands which are also the color of clay. As they told me when I asked whether they owned some land: “Our land is inside our fingernails”. The Vatican gave these women 17,000 pesos to help for their living and they decided to do something constructive with their money as they lived in ramshackle dwellings, to build proper new houses. They altogether started building walls and roofs out of clay. This brought scorn and derision from the men and elders; now that they have built twenty houses of excellent quality, they are looked upon with great admiration.

San Miguel Amatitlan is a small Indian village in the southern state of Oaxaca where the drinking water does not last any longer than four months a year. The soil is dry, hard and bare; they are neither beans nor cornfields in sight: water must be carried from many miles in order to drink, eat, wash and make those indestructible clay bricks. All the strong men have left the village and have gone far away to the other side of the northern border, where they will try to earn a few dollars picking fruit in the USA. When they come back to the village, they are most probably infected by AIDS.
Due to this appalling social and economic situation, some young women have decided to cross the northern border, swimming to the other side of the river either with their babies in their arms or leaving them behind. The young men who are still living in the village are deep alcoholics. Since the Catholic religion plays such an important role in their daily life, the use of contraceptives are obviously unheard of, and the families are overcrowded, it is an almost impossible task to feed and educate so many children.

The history of these women is a lesson of life for all of us. In order to support themselves and the rest of the family, they sew footballs and receive 70 cents apiece for this work: they can make two balls per day if they sew from sunrise to sunset. Old people also make palm hats and are paid $2,50 for each. They have to make four hats to buy a litter of milk. Yet, these very same hands never stopped creating the finest dresses for their daughters or ironing a man’s shirt, never forgot how to give a caress to a young child or console a grief.
They have always found the time to put flowers in the church, these women believe in Mother Earth because it is inside their fingernails.

 

Bio

Marcela Taboada is a Mexican photographer based in Oaxaca (southern México).
Her work has been published in newspapers, magazines and books from Mexico and abroad. She has been a professor of photography at universities, high-schools and cultural institutions. Her work has been exhibited at museums and galleries and belongs to collections such as The Hasselblad Center, Copenhagen Fotografisk Center, Sonoma Museum of Art, The Museum of Contemporary Photography Chicago, The Wittilff Collection, The Museum of Contemporary Art in Oaxaca, The Manuel Alvarez Bravo Photographic Center, among others. She has received awards, distinctions and scholarships such as Mexican Photojournalist Bienale,Hasselblad Foundation scholarship, National Geographic All Roads Photographers, Cultural Exchange México-Indonesia, Planet Magazine Price, Nikon juror of the International Photo Contest in Tokio, Hector Garcia Award, among others.
She currently belongs to the National System of Art Creators in Mexico.

 

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Musings

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BEACH GAMES

For me this is a lazy Sunday afternoon. Seems I don’t get many lazy Sunday afternoons. Yet I am cherishing this one. It’s cool outside, I have a fire going, and I’m just talking to my cats. They do not seem to be listening, which is fine.

I have been shooting quite a bit in Rio since 2010. First with a NatGeo piece on Rio. Straight up documentary photojournalism. Then with my book, (based on a true story), which does not mention “Rio”  at all. Why? Because my personal life was mixed in the with pure documentary and I did not want anyone to think (based on a true story) was a “report” about Rio de Janeiro. It was all documentary, but it was not journalism.

Now with the upcoming BeachGames zine (photos here) I went all out and didn’t make any attempt at mixing a reportage coverage with the life I was living. So BeachGames is on the same stage as (based on a true story) except that it is a true story. Again, not journalism at all, yet a personal diary of my 3 months of shooting within the last year. Black & white. Conventional wisdom told me not to go back to the same well. Suicide creatively? Trying to do the same thing twice?  Yet I felt like doing it, so I did it. No other justifications. I will take the critique.

Yet now I am done. Finished with my photographic romance with Rio. Will I return to Rio? Sure I will. For vacation, for workshops, to see my good Carioca friends. Yet I know when I am finished shooting something. In this case, it took two books to finish. Both with different moods, both with different things to say. Both taking me away from conventional reporting and closer to the novella mentality, where I think I will stay. In the end, novelists interest me more than reporters. I see a type of truth in fiction. All barriers lifted. Nobody really makes things up. You cannot write  about or photograph something well if you have not lived it. I will leave straight reportage for others who do it so well.

After years of using one place as fodder for work, when its over there is some sort of post shoot nostalgia. A sweet exhaustion. The way we all feel after we have put everything into something. Knowing we did all we could do, yet always wondering if we could have done more. Yet I feel I really squeezed the lemon. No more juice left. Time to move on. Cuba? Cartagena? or just my own Outer Banks world? I cannot know right now.

Ok time to go take a hike in the dunes. Late afternoon light beckons. My cats will follow me. Rio seems far away. Yet always always near.

-david alan harvey-

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Portrait


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#paris @michella_bredahl

l’Île de la Cité


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Today I went to l’Île de la Cité, when I came to the point, I saw a lady dancing by herself under a big weeping tree. It was very mysterious. She was dancing with the tree. @burndiary #paris @michella_bredahl

Back


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On the phone


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Woman on phone. Jardin du Port de l’Arsenal. #paris @michella_bredahl