Setterone - Fathers Home

The village of Setterone belongs to the municipality of Bedonia, in the province of Parma, region Emilia - Romagna

The village of Setterone is 10,36 kilometers far from the same town of Bedonia to whom it belongs.

The locality of Setterone rises 740 meters abobe sea level.

The population of Setterone counts 50 inhabitants.

I happened to Setterone, ancient and now almost abandoned fraction of the Bedonia.
Arrival, after having walked a troubled road; now I think the ice cream. Yes, just ice cream.
Thinking, and what I know, I am convinced that over time the ice cream is entered in the destiny of Setterone, a village attached to rocks near the summit of Monte Penna.
In the past the village had almost half a thousand people, all intent on surviving rather than living, field with the little mountain that gave them.
Legend has it that, one day at the beginning of the century, some of them, tired of surviving with little or nothing, took all the courage he had and went to London. It is said that he began to produce and sell ice cream, on the street, in a small shop with the old recipes that she had learned from their parents, handed down by ancestors, made with ice and snow of the pen and the natural ingredients of the campaign . With milk and eggs. Containers with copper and with the crushed ice, mixed with salt. As I had the chance to get done, so many years ago by an old lady.
The mountain was making ice cream in the United Kingdom, called the other inhabitants of Setterone, other relatives.
Many emigrated, but at some point, everyone left.The old families, who were mostly named Manfredi and Federici, moved north. Becoming rich, or at least well off. Setterone became a country of old and died, little by little, day by day. Up to become a place of sun shade. Shadows and cats, the last romantic and peaceful inhabitants of the hamlet.
The other men, fled from their mountains to survive, these were not ever forget their place of origin of their roots.
Over the years, the children of the mountains, have always returned, even in summer or during holidays, going back to breathe, maybe for a few hours, all the homes attached to one another, filling the alleys of voices and squares lowercase, illuminating the narrow passages, taking up the walls, especially with the memory of innate pride, managing to send us a small thing of the past.
going back to breathe, maybe for a few hours, all the homes attached to one another, filling the alleys of voices and squares lowercase, illuminating the narrow passages, taking up the walls, especially with the memory of innate pride, managing to send us a small thing of the past.

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Project Background

The Ice Cream Man From The Mountains
Story Told By Dominic Carlo Rocco Federici
www.dominiccarloroccofederici.blogspot.com


42 years of Sitting behind a dashboard, watching the world change as he tries to provide for his family. Ever thought of the life of an ice cream man?or what he sees from behind the counter?..probably not. This is why I chose to tell the story of Graziano Federici..a man im proud to call my father..the man who is known by the people as sheffield as the ice cream man.The single longest ice cream man going around the streets, smiling and brightening up the days of the children of Sheffield. What my father has achieved is one in a million. Being born in the mountains of Italy; life was hard; money was short and access to opportunities’ little. “Take what you get, be thankful for what is given” is the rule my dad has lived by for over 60 years. Being brought up in the mountains was a hard time. The nearest town was a place called Bedonia which was 14km away from which both my grandfather and my father use to walk to every week to try and earn pennies to live on. My grandfather was a great musician and with the help of my father use to go and set up in town and play for an audience whilst in one hand a hat and the other a smile my father use to go around scraping for as much as he could get. My father learnt a valuable lesson that he would keep for the rest of his life..smile..smile..smile. Life was no way easy at this time but what my father did learn was respect and patience. Respect what you have, respect what you learn and wait for the good. It will always come around. Living by this nature was only common sense at the time but looking back at it “It served me well” and indeed it served my father well. Oppurtunities dont happen often for a boy from the mountains…that opportunity has brought him a family, house and a life in ice cream. Coming to England, not knowing the language, culture or even money he was put straight to work behind the counter. Alienation. For 4 years my father grafted working from 6am til 10pm everyday learning about an entire new world. New language, currency, culture and everyday life. For 4 years this set up his own ambition to start his own business and through the lessons learnt in these 4 years and hard saving up my father managed to buy his first van..”G.Federici Ices” to this date this name has stuck and a legacy has been brought about. Since this very day of his first ice cream van he never looked back and served the generations of children ice cream every day “I use to go to him everyday after school back in the day, since that my daughter and her 2 kids have been to him ever since. I remember him everyday. Same time. Same spot. Same big smile.” From this moment on for more then 30 years my father carried on his round watching as time passes by. Children becoming adults, culture changing every day. The streets are where my father has been most his life and its where the usual sound of his ice cream chime can be heard, everyday at the same time. Routine is an understatement. My father managed to provide for 3 children and a wife aswell as paying the bills by serving the community with his passion of making it a happier place to be around. For 42 years..behind a windscreen…same seat…same roads…40 miles a day…120 stops…everyday…7 days a week. If you looked up dedication in the dictionary..my fathers name would be underneath it. Turn abit more pages and under lonely you would see his name aswell. However we only see the smile and the exterior of the ice cream man whenever we get our 99 but no one realises everytime they leave and he returns to his seat, memorys of Italy and the mountains are always in his mind. Sadness because the village is dying out, His community is now in the cememtery whilst he serves another. His wish now turning its karma on him. A wish that had served him soo well throughout and now the memories of the mountains are evid vivider as he becomes older. His home land. The place where he will return one day and keep up the life and give back his soul to the mountains. This is the meaning of life of an ice cream man…that very ice cream man you use to go to when you were a child…that very ice cream man that for 42 years has gone about his job with the biggest smile across his face…

“love, happiness, health and ice cream”

Questionnaire - Graziano Federici (My Father)

Where were you born and in what year?
Born Parma 1948Where wa the place that you grew up in?
Grow up – Setterone
And was this where you lived then?
1st house – La Dro Sio – 10 years – V.Poor
What did your parents do for work and any other siblings?
Parents farming – only son
What were your experience of younger life?
When young –was happy, go dancing and drinking with friends
And what was your first memory?
First memory – 6 years old – walked an hour with mum to go to setterone school
Growing up what was your dream in life?
Dream – to be well off, nice family, happy ← achieved through ice cream 42 years
What did it feel like growing up in the mountains?
Growing up in the mountains – was nice – proper community
How do you feel towards this now?
Feel special that you were part of the mountains
What did people use to think of people that grew up in the mountains in Italy at the time?
People would look down – think just poor, not well educated etc
Did you like living up in the mountains?
Prefer living in city now after years but miss the mountains
What has being brought up in the mounatins taught you?
Being brought up in the mountains have taught – strong willed, respect for property and nature – from that respect customers
Did you go to school? How long?
School – 6 til 13years – hard, teacher would beat up, cant go without doing the work
Your Feelings during school years?
Wanted to move away – liked the city – Money, contacts in the way
What was your nearest town from where you lived?
Nearest town – 14km – Walk with my father – no transport and no money for bus – 2 and a half hours
What was the town called?
Borg oval di taro – another 14 km every Monday
What did you use to do when you were in town?
My father played harmonica whilst I went around with a hat collecting money – couple of hours
What food did you use to live off when younger?
Food provided most of the food – farm – self sustained – eggs, cheese, polenta, - no money for food
What crops etc did you use to farm?
Farm – crops – wheat, grain, potatoes,
What was work like up in the mountains?
Thought when young was very very hard.working 6am in the mountains very hard throughout all weather
Were there any particular hard points?
Very very hard winter
When was your freetime?
Only Sunday we’d go out – walk – no cars
What were your parents reactions when you moved to England?
Parents were proud that you moved, reaction – all people from village moved
What do you imagine of doing in the future? Going back to the mountains?
Always had the image of going back in his head throughout his work
When did you pass your driving test?
Passed test 1966 – 18 years old – saved up months
How did you get your first job in England?
Came to England because a friend told my mother that there is a job – money opportunity
How did you get to England?
Train to England – couldn't afford flights – My mother paid for journey – work – farm – selling cattle, food.etc
Where did you arrive in England? And your first memory of England?
In London – Vic St – Mr Molinari came in a taxi and picked meup – didn't know language, where I was going, what I was doing, money etc.nothing
Where were you now based?
Now based in Sheffield
What was the first job you did?
Worked for Molinari whom owned an ice cream business – Worked from 6am to 10pm – 4 years
What was it like working for the Molinaris?
Working for the molinaris were like – Made it hard – use to discipline/shout/werent easy working for them
What was the ice cream business like in them days?
Back in the days – no freezers, no supermarkets – everyone use to buy ice cream – good business
What were your feelings when you came over?
Feelings when came over – “different world, strange, scared”
Any regrets straight away?
No regrets at that time – use to like it
Did you miss your parents? How did you keep in contact with them?
Missed mum and dad terribly as they were like best friends aswell as parents – Kept in contact by phone – Once a week
What was your main feeling in England?
I was lost
How long did it take to learn the language? Did you have classes?
No classes. Took a year to learn English
How long was it before the Molinaris let you go out to work?
After 6 weeks they sent him out in his first van on his own – No idea about money etc
What was your first ice cream van?
SF Van – Very old – (Feelings – hard feelings, different from italy, didn't want to go home, didn't think would stick with tht job)
When did you get your first van?
After 4 years, 1972 he managed to save enough money to buy his own van – Federicis Ices begun (Ford Transit)
How many people did you know in England at the time?
By yourself in England only knowing renato Molinari – one person
When you first bought your first van.What did you feel like?
Feelings when first bought a van – “beautiful, on top of the world”
Did you quit Molinaris therefore?
Quit and worked for himself – Hard at first – Effort
How long did it take you to settle and earn enough money for a house?
Worked for himself but stayed with molinaris for 8years – Saving up for a deposit on a house
When did you buy your first house? What did you feel like knowing you came from the poorest background?
5 november - 1975 bought own house – shiregreen
“Happy, overwhelmed”
What were your reactions when you first moved in by yourself?
When moved in happy – own place – own garage for ice cream van
Did you get another house later?
Carry on working and saving up – 1981 – Moved house – Wincobank
What was your old van like?
Needed repairs – Lots of problems – More money spent- hard times
When did you meet my mother?
1982 – met mum enaged – may married 1984
Did you still have the same ice cream van?
No in 1984 – New van – ford transit – better van than last one
What was the ice cream like back in them days?
Scooped, still hard ice cream
What did you want to do now in your life?
1984 – saved up enough to start a family and a better house – oliver road
When did it turn from hard ice cream to soft ice cream? What was the effects on your business?
After couple of years turned to whippy machine - more customers, more money, better quality of life and standard of living
What do you think about when your in your ice cream van?
In the van – think of the mountains – think of going back one day – everyday
What are qualities you say you have learnt through ice cream?
Punctual and always on time – nice and respectful
What did it feel likewhen you had 3 kids later in life?
Had 3 kids – was v.hard to provide because one parent working and my father was ill so was coming and going whilst at the same time providing
What hours do you work?
12pm – 8.30pm working – every day every week
Do you go to a school and sell ice cream?
School – 42 years kimberworth red school – generations grown up
What do people think when they see you and your ice cream van?
People see you outside there everyday on time – smile, happy, joys of seeing ice cream van
Is your work getting harder?
Everything going up in price – work harder
What was the hardest point in your life?
Hardest point – when we were little kids, lost his father – always wanted to carry on serving ice cream though
When did you get your next house?
Moved to nether edge house – 1991
And your next van?
2000 was the next van – ambition to have a new better van – improve his circumstances
Have you done the same round always? How many stops do you do a day?
Same round for 42 years – 40miles a day – 120 stops
Are customers loyal?
Some customers have been comin for over 40years – “best ice cream man”
So you have regulars?
Regulars – quite a lot – “how many years been on round.etc”
Does this make you feel old?
Feels old when see kids grown up and come with there kids etc – some third generation and still goin
Do you ever go back to the mountains?
Goes back to mountains every year to visit the mountains – once or twice a year
What are yours feelings at your age going back ?
“Feels very sad.everyones gone.no family.no community.Only community is cemetery”
What do you think about the mountains now?
Setterone – worried that it might vanish completely – abroad/city – better prospects – traditions gone
If you had one wish what would it be?
“Wish is for people to come and live in mountains”
What did it feel like the lifestyle of English People?
When first came over – strange things- no pizza, no olive oil etc.v english
How do you feel towards ice cream?
Feelings now about ice cream – Been good in life, made a good living, thanks for everyone who sustained him for ice cream
How do you feel about you ice cream business now?
Lost drive for ice cream now tbh – return to mountains is in order
What do people think of you?
People Knw your Italian…no idea your from the mountains
What is the changes in hoe people use to be and now are towards you?
First started – people were nice, respectful – nowadays – changed, people don't respect and look down
Do you miss home?
Everyday I put a smile on but behind the surface I miss home
What are your feelings considering you've done the same thing everyday?
The feeling of doing the same things – happy, lonely, boring
What would you describe your life as?
Ice cream – seat is where he is all his life
What has effected your work?
Effected work – weather, competition, money, getting harder to sell ice cream
Do you feel old now selling ice cream?
Last generation of ice cream men – seems like yesterday when he started.time flys
You must be the oldest ice cream man in south Yorkshire then?
Yes.One of the oldest ice cream men in Sheffield
42 years in the street you must be well known?
Well known in Sheffield – everyone knows – 42 years same city going around with G Federici ices
Sum up your life?
Sum up life – love, happiness, health and ice cream
Whats help you get through ice cream?
Strength, courage, faith that someone will help
What is your feelings now towards the mountains?
Become very strong and tough from the mountains. nothing scares me
Would your parents be proud of you right now?
Parents be very proud of what achieved

Cultural Research

When you hear the gentle jingle of the ice cream van coming down your street and you start to salivate, do you ever wonder how this unique form of selling evolved? Over 5,000 ice cream van operators, ‘mobilers’ as they are known in the trade, operate in the UK today. A new van will often cost £20,000 - £30,000 and between them they sell over £100 million worth of ice cream a year.

Ice cream has always been a commodity which has lent itself to be sold at point of consumption simply because it cannot be carried along with you - you have to eat it shortly after you buy it. Ice cream became widely available in the UK at the end of the nineteenth century and it was sold from push carts and horse drawn wagons. As motorised vehicles became available they too were used for ice cream sales, but not in any major way until after the Second World War.

Fazal Sheikhs Work -

Artist Research - Fazal Sheikh

Fazal Sheikh

Fazal Ilahi Sheikh was born in 1965 in New York City. Since graduating from Princeton University in 1987, he has worked with displaced communities across East Africa, in Pakistan, Afghanistan, Brazil, Cuba and India.


For more than a decade, Fazal Sheikh has been meticulously documenting marginalized communities: refugees in Africa, immigrants crossing the Mexican border, women resigned to second-class status in India. Sheikh, 41, the New York-born child of a Kenyan father and white American mother, considers himself an "artist-activist"; he uses portraiture to personalize large social issues.

Sheikh focuses on specific injustices that are rarely in the public eye. The radiated warmth in his photographs, the sense of import communicated about the lives of his subjects, and his dedication to bringing attention to those who are deeply marginalized has been an inspiration to me. While his subjects could easily be called victims, Sheikh chooses to photograph them in a manner that accentuates the dignity of their lives, leading the viewer to see that these are people, as he puts it, "not unlike you and me." He carefully avoids the easy visual vocabulary of victimization: no protruding bellies, no flies on tear-streaked cheeks, no bloody garments or casually placed weapons of war. Instead, he plainly illustrates one honest moment after another with subjects whose lack of pretense and openness demands the respect of the viewer.

Richard Avedons
PORTRAITS OF POWER
September 13, 2008 - January 25, 2009

Editorial Review

Who's Who, Redefined
Photographer Turned a Clinical Eye on the Powerful

By Blake Gopnik
Washington Post Staff Writer
Monday, September 15, 2008

Richard Avedon photographed celebrities: presidents and generals, great artists and heads of industry. And he photographed nonentities: no-name soldiers and protesters and secretaries. What makes him one of the greatest portraitists of the 20th century is that, when he's at his very best, you can't tell which is which. Forget the old idea that portraiture's about revealing what a sitter has done, or some kind of "deeper self." Avedon goes even deeper than that, down to the banal personhood that we all share. He reveals his sitters as being simply there , and real. He gives them a compelling authenticity, even if he never claims to reveal the "authentic" them.

Richard Avedon: Portraits of Power includes approximately 250 photographs from the 1950s through the artist’s death in 2004, displayed chronologically and grouped within Avedon’s specific editorial projects. The exhibition includes many rarely-seen and some never-before-exhibited or published photographs. A major catalogue, published by Steidl, accompanies the exhibition.

Artist Research - Richard Avedon - Portraits

Avedon was always interested in how portraiture captures the personality and soul of its subject. As his reputation as a photographer became widely known, he brought in many famous faces to his studio and photographed them with a large-format 8x10. His portraits are easily distinguished by their minimalist style, where the person is looking squarely in the camera, posed in front of a sheer white background. Avedon would at times provoke reactions from his portrait subjects by guiding them into uncomfortable areas of discussion or asking them psychologically probing questions. Through these means he would produce images revealing aspects of his subject's character and personality that were not typically captured by others.

Portraits Although avedon first earned his reputation as a fashion photographer, his greatest achievement has been his reinvention of the genre of photographic portraiture. his ability to express the essence of his subject. avedon’s pictures continue to bring us a closer, more intimate view of the great and the famous. the portraits are often well lit and in front of white backdrops, with no props or extraneous details to distract from their person - from the essential specificity of face, gaze, dress, and gesture. when printed, the images regularly contain the dark outline of the film in which the image was framed.

Avedon's photographs confront us with miners, unemployed
people, drifters, farmers, cowboys, and convicts, often at
life-size or over. most of those photographed try to give as
little of themselves away as possible. they appear to show
no feelings beyond scepticism and reserve. in the bar,
or at the rodeo, or wherever avedon has found them
they may have been emotionally involved, cheerful,
uninhibited, stressed or sad: but in front of his camera,
they appear totally inward.
there is barely a trace of the theatrical expressiveness or the
extravagant gestures that avedon elicits from the actors,
singers or writers who sit for him. these portraits are
expressive nevertheless. their hard physical labour, the
harshness of their everyday lives, their struggle for survival,
has etched their features and their souls as a river gouges
out a canyon. their faces become landscapes, and their bodies
territories, on which they carry their garments around with them.

The

Ice Cream Man

In the guise of a man selling ice cream, this mortal is

responsible for capturing demonic children.

To lure his prey, the ice cream man plays the devils chord

which is a series of notes that when sounded together

specifically attract demon kids like moths to a flame.

Once lured, the ice cream man then sucks the demon

youngsters inside the vehicle, where the children find them

selves on a magical playground and trapped in that world,

the young demons must face the nothing.

Simply one of the best first person accounts of why someone launches a very specific business. His story shows that while great enterprises emerge naturally from a certain person at a certain point in time, there’s always a certain random serendipity thrown in. He shows that a haven for great tech startups invariably spawns a small service business that is just as meaningful. He shows that all great businesses are woven into the social fabric of a place, and that they are ultimately not an impersonal business but a profitable enterprise built of people and stories.

I didn’t grow up dreaming that one day I’d run an ice cream store. I wanted to be a cowboy, and later an astronaut, but I come from a background of small business people. My mother’s family owned several funeral homes and my father owned a clothing company. It doesn’t seem like there would be many similarities between cowboys, astronauts, a funeral home, and an ice cream parlor, but you would be surprised.

Day after day, a woman comes in for a pint of strawberry ice cream and a pint of orange sorbet. Finally, she explains that her mother has cancer and her father is so upset that he can’t eat regular meals. Every few weeks there is the husband who comes in after his wife gives birth; the hospital food is awful and the new mother is wiped out and desperate for a hot fudge sundae. We used to have a regular, a young physicist, who came in alone almost every day and drank a nocciola frappe while he read the newspaper, He died at 35 and about seventy of his friends held a memorial service, after which they all walked over to the store to drink nocciola frappes in his honor.

Anyone can show up for an ice cream at Toscanini’s. Movie stars like Matt Damon and Ben Affleck, of course, grew up not far from the store, but there are many other famous and creative people. Hundreds of Polaroid Company employees used to come in for ice cream after lunch before going back to their labs; occasionally Dr. Land himself would come in for a cone. Some of my employees were too young to know that Edwin Land had invented the filters for polarizing light that led to the instant camera. One of them once asked him if he worked for Polariod. Dr. Land was surprised but said, “Yes. Yes, I do.”

Groups of brilliant MIT students come every Wednesday night, dressed like small-town actors in a revival of Oklahoma. They are The Tech Squares, MIT’s square-dancing club. There are writers, academics, architects, photographers, musicians, film-makers. Once, a customer came up to me and whispered: “Do you know that every famous young physicist in the world is at the center table eating ice cream right now?” Occasionally the strangely dapper Ballroom Dancing team arrive, part Cary Grant and part Chow Yun Fat, with an awkward charm that does not entirely conceal years of extra homework. Anybody can show up and not everyone is immediately recognizable. One time, we tried to casually go about our business while trying to figure out whether the man who arrived with an entourage in saffron robes was the real Dalai Lama or just one of our many local lamas. (It was the real Dalai Lama, and he ordered a chocolate cone.)

So running an ice cream store is more often like being the host of a B & B, or the director of a day-care center, or sometimes, a cop in a Star Wars bar. Everyone is looking for connection, particularly in the sometimes harsh atmosphere of a large metropolitan area. If their car was towed, if the dog died, if the thesis was rejected, they should think that at least the person at the ice cream store was friendly and the Ginger Snap Molasses didn’t disappoint them.

We make ice cream. We’re not undertakers. It’s not a plywood ranch where you hand someone a two-by-four and say: “Good luck with the house!” I feel a bond with Paul Ruseesabagina, the hotel manager who succeeded in protecting hundreds of Tutsis in Rwanda. The world may be falling apart around him but he retains his civility and kindness. Have a cup of tea, he says, as soldiers are kicking down the doors. I hope you like it.

The Ice Cream Man

Ice Cream Man tells the tale of a bunch of kids in suburban America, friends Johnny Spodak (Justin Isfeld), Heather Langley (Anndi McAfee), Chris 'Tuna' Cassera (Jojo Adams) & Small Paul (Mikey LeBeau) are just your average group of adolescent mates who enjoy messing around, having a laugh & buying ice cream from the ice cream man (Clint Howard) who drives around in his ice cream van. However Gregory is a new ice cream man & there's something not right about him, maybe it's the fact that he had huge syringe's of green goo injected into his head when he was younger as part of his 'treatment' in Wishing Wells mental hospital? Maybe it's the fact he kills dogs & puts them though a food crusher? Maybe it's because he drives around with various body parts, eyeballs & combat knives in the back of his van? Or maybe it has something to do with the disturbing fact he makes his ice cream of people he kills? It's up to detectives Gifford (Jan-Michael Vincent) & Maldwyn (LeeMajors II) to try & discover what's happening to all the missing people...




Gregory Tudor(Clint Howard) asks his mommy, in a desperate , sad voice "Who will bring me ice cream mommy? Who's going to deliver the ice cream?" Hundreds of dollars were put into this great movie with an all-star cast of Clint Howard, Jan-Michael Vincent, and Steve Garvey shows he can do more than play baseball for the Dodgers.

Gregory Tudor seems like a pathetic, misunderstood, hard working man but when you find out he abducts and mangles little kids and neighborhood dogs,then mixes their parts into the a delicious hard-pack ice cream who serves them up with a great looking face.

WHAT IS A PORTRAIT?

A portrait is defined as a likeness of a person, especially of the person’s face. Simply that. But, the word in general use has deeper connotations. A photographic portrait is understood to be a good quality image that not only captures a person’s physical likeness on film or on a digital camera's sensor, but also something of the person’s character, generally in a manner that is attractive and pleasing to the subject.

CHARACTER REVELATION

A good portrait will contain at least one element that reveals the subject’s personality, attitude, unique mannerisms or any of the other features or traits that form the individual nature of the person. It will tell us something about the subject. You may have heard someone remark that a particular photographer “really captured” their father or child, for example, in a picture. They are referring in part to the image being a true physical likeness, but what they are really saying is that the image also reveals a significant, identifiable part of the subject’s character.

Project Brief

I am currently a second year Nottingham trent photography student studying in the practice of professional, critical and visual practice in photography.My work is greatly influenced by such photographers as Richard Avedon with his set on portraits being most inspirational aswell as influences from such painters like the late Picasso in which his abstract art gave a new view on todays art. From researching and looking at how other artists do their profession and see there outcomes such as Picasso and Avedon, it influences my photography to be more and more experimental.As now in my work i try to bring about a shock factor however keeping in mind the overall point im trying to get across/portray/sell. My work to this day is mainly targeted for a commercial audience whether this be put in magazines or on posters etc.
My Project for my second year show is based on documentary photography and i have chosen to represent through photos the life of my father whos profession is an ice cream vendor. My project name is 'The Ice Cream Man' and through my photos i want to represent the life behind the counter aswell as how he feels about his job as hes been doing it for a number of years. I will research facial expressions and how they are used to give a reaction and will try and portray different feelings through this as many a times a put on face is put on when serving a customer. This will mean my end photos will be mainly pointed towards the side of portraiture photography however i will try to keep in mind the audience i intend to make them for and for future ideas for the project such as producing and publicising a book maybe.
For the actual making of my final prints i intend to undertake my shots in digital and once taken maybe adjust them slightly using photoshop equipment. I will use external lighting and will have to travel back home to take my photos. I will experiment with my photographs to see numerous outcomes and how i could use them for commercial purposes and go about from that. The prints themselves i want in A4 however i will enlarge one to an A3 size for the main photo. I will represent these photos with lighting, music and maybe a movie to go along with it if i have enough times. The overall costs of this project will be mainly printing and other external costs for the gallery such as rent, lighting etc.

Influences


For Photography i have been set a task of finding a number of pictures that have influenced my work and are indeed my favourite pictures.I will look at each and discuss why i particularly like them and what it means to me.

Photo 1 -


KURT COBAIN - This picture is a picture of the lead singer of the mid 90s grime rock band - 'Nirvana'
The main reason why it has influnced me is because it was the first photo i had in my room stuck on my wall and inspired me to take up photography in the first place



Photo 2 -


JIMI HENDRIX - This is another one of my favourite photographs.It also was on my wall growing up and inspired me into taking up photography.The black and white works well with the overall picture outcome and the deep contrast gives it depth that i enjoy.


Photo 3 -


HANNAH STARKEY - this photo is taken by hannah starkey and is my favourite one taken in her collection.The photo is set up in a direct clear manner and is cleverly composed.The composition of this picture influences the way i take pictures when i take photos in my projects.

Photo 4 -


RICHARD AVEDON - This photo is taken by Richard Avedon and has shown me to think outside the box.His pictures inspire me to think simple but at the same time shocking to some point.


Photo 5 -


ANSEL ADAMS - After seeing this picture in textbooks for a number of years over and over again this photo definitely has influenced me in the way i take photography.His composition of work and end product is extraordinary and when i take landscape photos i think of this picture.


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DIESEL ADVERT - This photo was one of the first photos that got me into the idea of taking commercial fashion shots.The colours are vibrant and the photo in general interests me.