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 www.viktoriasphotography.com
My Fine Art Photography…
This is my world, my beauty and my inspiration. This is something that maintains my soul balance, and helps me to straighten up like a bird spreading its wings. I do the whole picture making process myself: from my own photo shots to ready to hang pictures. I manipulate and combine some of photographs in my digital dark room follow my ideas. Then I print, mat and frame my pictures myself. It means that the mats and frames work for my arts as well. I make my pictures not only by the way I see them, but the way I touch and sense the world. I love the beauty of our life so much that I say: “If I can’t see, I can hear; if I can’t hear, I still can touch.” I touch the world with my pictures, and it gets closer to me.
To take just a nice shot is not a goal of mine. I always try to speak to the audience and tell what I feel and what I sense. I see stories everywhere with my camera. It may be the old car I captured while driving home. That real jolly car still wanders by American’s roads, never guessing that someone could see it in other ways. It may be an apple or a couple of apples which tell a story about love. This is the theme of my photos of red apples in snow. It hits the same and burns alike: hot passion and ice doubts. It’s whole that’s called to be in love. I love apples not only for the beautiful shapes and colors. I love to hold them in my hands, to sense their live warmth and feel stories they may tell me. Like my picture Two Apples. They look like a long marriage. Good mature terms, as a fine wine: still love intoxication, but peacefully and with trust to one another.
I like to take pictures of animals. I have taken hundreds of them. However, not every photograph becomes art. I select only the ones that really tell something. Like my picture Harmony of Moods. I made this picture from two different photographs taken by me in absolutely different time and places. They both looked good, but they didn’t tell me anything apart. A long time later, I finally manipulated them by mixing in one sensitive picture. Now, the crispy naked, insidious tree and branches, the shore lines, stones’ direction: everything repeats the shape of the horse and its mood. All lines lead the horse toward darkness and uncertainty. It has stopped for a moment still being lead. It looks behind: what is the strange light from the back over there? Why are there clouds ahead and soft light behind? The horse looks interrupted, puzzled and alarmed… May be the strange light sheds a farewell light? May be it's better to turn around and come back while the light is still there? Everything works in the picture. Like the horse’s shadow. It shows the character of the horse…our shadow is us, or we are the only a shadow of ourselves…
Raising roses and other flowers in my garden, I like to take photographs of them. Very often I see the objects for my pictures right in my garden, just under my feet sometimes. This is what my Insects Collection is about. I called it The Big World of Little Creatures. Humans get cruel. Humans get tough. People get more concerned with their money and how to spend it. Do they notice of these little creatures? Have they ever looked into their eyes? There is a reflected world in the large eyes of these funny bugs: a big and wonderful world for them and us as well. I always say with my pictures: “Children of Mother Nature, we're united by this world. Let’s try to see it, look at it...It is beautiful!”
Life is beautiful. I know, I touch it, I sense...
Viktoria A. Mullin
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