Thank You Kodak

As a professional photographer I constantly looking for ways to give my clients the best possible product I can give.  When it comes to photography output, I truly believe in quality paper that provides great color and black and white processing.

Unlike most photographers, I don’t like to use ink jet printing if I don’t have to.  Sure the processes have come leaps and bounds since it was first introduced, but I still like the emulsified processing.

As a photo restoration specialist and photo conservator, I look for products that can withstand the test of time.  I want my photos to look as good as they did when I print them, 100 years later – provided good care is given to them.

When it comes to things like this there was only one company I truly trusted with my photos, that was Kodak.  Last week the company filed for bankruptcy and will soon be a distant memory.

For more than 60 years Kodak’s innovation has changed the face of photography forever, in terms of processing images.  They were the leaders in color photo technology, taking us out of the black and white era; yet their black and white processing is legendary in its own right.

Thanks to them, photography has evolved to what it is today.  The hard part is imagining my profession without them.

There are other competitors that pushed Kodak to be the company it is, like Epson and Fuji.  They will now have to set the standards for generations to come.

I can’t thank Kodak enough, thanks to them I will forever have a quality product to give to my customers, and they helped my work shine, looking its best whether it was in a museum or on somones desk.

Me on WCIB Chicagoland Radio’s Homepage

This is cool I thought, me and the legendary “Mouth of the South” Jimmy Hart on WCIB’s homepage banner promoting my interview.  Its fun to see yourself on things!  And YES I really did meet Jimmy at Koncert 4 Kiddz in Tampa, FL – February 2011

 

Me at the Virtual Poetry Show

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Me next to my entry – The Masked Woman – Hiding The Truth

My Dad’s Wall of My Work

My dad sent me this photo he took of my photos hanging on the wall in his new apartment. The photos are part of my “Georgia Collection” all of which are for sale, and  The Laker article on me is at the bottom, the newspaper that started it all in June of 2009.

It really makes me happy to see this picture so I thought I would share it with you.

My Goals for 2012

I for one am grateful that 2012 is here. 2011 had so many ups and downs it was an emotional roller coaster, but I managed to have some great accomplishments. 2012 is already starting to take off like a rocket, so I figure I will just buckle-up, hold on to my faith and hope and let it guide me down the path I was meant to take.

Now everyone has New Year’s resolutions they set for themselves, and I am no different. I realized over the years that good things don’t come to those who sit and wait with their hand out, you must go pursue it with passion. I also realize that if you don’t put out into the world and remind yourself of those goals, they fail easier. So with that here is my list of New Year’s Resolutions:

  • Get into more galleries and museums across the world.  Really want to get into some in CT, my birth state as it means a lot to me.
  • Get on more TV appearances
  • Finish the 4thVolume
  • Start and hopefully complete the book about my crazy life
  • Get my radio and TV show out into the public – obtain great interviews and places of interest
  • Get more advertising on and spread the word about “The Expressionist Magazine”, turn it into a more valuable tool for artists and art lovers and make this venture into a 501(c)3
  • Get an iPad
  • Help with more charities
  • Get more photo restorations and websites to create
  • Start more custom signature series
  • Meet more great models, people and share stories while making memories

Those are my top goals professionally.  If I can accomplish these, regardless what the world throws at me, I will consider it a good year.

So with that said, I wish everyone a very HAPPY and PROSPEROUS 2012.

Dowd Studios Meets Santa Claus

Growing up and even today I absolutely love Christmas time.  I can still remember the smell of Christmas morning, looking outside to a fresh blanket of snow.  The tree would be lit and stocked with presents.

I would wait up all night looking at the milk and cookies, waiting to catch that one infamous glimpse of jolly ol’ Saint Nick.  I came really close one year, I waited till like 1:00 AM, but never saw him. I finally decided to go to bed.  Then when I woke up that next morning the cookies were gone, the milk have full and presents under the tree… HOW?

Well I finally grew up and realized it was only my parents, but that magic still sits inside of me.

I also grew up watching the amazing commercials produced by Coca-Cola and to this day, still sit in amazement on how timeless these commercials are.  They have always inspired me in my work.

So for the last three years I’ve wanted to shoot a vintage Santa picture, the problem was I didn’t know anyone who could do it, at least one that looked like Santa.  I didn’t want a fake beard and such, NOT ME!!! I wanted the real thing.

This year I was really gonna get my Santa! I put out an ad on Craigs List and behold, I got some replies.  The talent that sent me resumes was incredible.  The likeness was uncanny!

So I had this great idea of having Santa write out his naughty and nice list.  I found the perfect desk, the right price and guess what… no place to put it or transport it.  Then I found out that the Santa I had chosen left me but one day to shoot.

WHAT DO I DO?  I don’t want to miss this opportunity!

The answer was simple, create a story based on Santa visiting a home and a child meets Santa by sheer coincidence; something I never was able to accomplish.

The next part was hard.  Find a child that wouldn’t be afraid (had to be around 5 or older), find a house I could get good angles at, find vintage looking pajamas, and yes, shoot all this in LOW lighting!

Rising to the challenge I put a request on Facebook.  I received 4 hits, but their availability or their home posed some trouble.  The kids were great, but the rest of the photo (house, space, etc) had to be perfect to obtain that vintage style.

Finally Aimee Shook, a wonderful lady I went to school with offered her home and son for the shoot; and it was perfect match.

We set up the shoot and I think what I got was nothing less than powerful.  I used simple lighting techniques, used filters to give it an antique feel and the colors you see were from the tree.  Its what it would look like if you caught Santa by your tree at midnight.

I can’t thank John Spindler enough for his wonderful performance as Santa.  http://santa.vpwebs.com  and Aimee and Ashtyn for their home, company and making this all happen!

Before I went to sleep after the shoot I realized something.  I had seen Santa all along, just never realized it.  Santa is about giving and peace, love and understanding personified as a human being.  I had that in my heart all along and try with every breath I take to ensure I spread that 365 days a year.

My Photo at Winter Wonderful

Here is my entry “Angel in the Sky” from the “Earth Angel” collection featured in Winter Wonderful on display

 

The Mask – Entry for Visual Poetry Show

The Mask

Written by Jason Dowd – 2011

 

A mask we wear, our face we hide

To conceal emotions we can’t confide

To mask the truth of lies we weave

To protect ourselves from whom we deceive

It hides our depression, sadness and fears

From being exposed to our close peers

This mask someday your soul will break

For it does not fix the problems at stake

Lies don’t last, they are weak and shall crumble

Reducing your life to a pile of rubble

Take off this mask and you shall see

The weight is lifted, your spirit is free

Be proud of yourself and who you can be

It’s the true you we want to see

For the TRUE you is all you need to be happy

Isolated and Insane – Entry for Visual Poetry Show

Isolated and Insane

Written by Jason Dowd
- 2011

 

I’m on the floor I can’t take it anymore

This silence eats at my soul

The thoughts in my head are driving me insane

Only adding to my pain

The peace and solitude were short lived

As the voices in my head drown out the silence

I’m a walking time bomb, slowly going insane

My world will never be the same

I look in the mirror and don’t recognize my face,

I’m a failure and a disgrace

Waiting now for a saving grace

All that is, is a person to share my space

La Femme Masquée – cacher la vérité Shoot

For weeks now I visioned this picture with a woman wearing a black dress wearing a beautiful yet strange victorian mask in a dark- rundown palace.  I wanted to shoot at a new location and remembered the old run down school house in Picnic, FL.

Faye was my model of choice because I needed some dance like moves for a creepier effect.  The idea was to mix beauty with creep for a true (Cirque Du Solei) effect.

So Fran, Faye and I drive down to Picnic, FL and get lost – or so I thought.  My GPS could not find any of the roads, and our cell phones had no internet access where we were.  We were driving on my pure instinct.

We finally find Picnic, FL and drive back and fourth down the street looking for the school house, but never found it.  I was devisated to say the least, I mean I just drove over 40 miles to find the place of choice gone!  I do think I saw it, but it may have been refurbished.

So we finally drive way down CR 39 and out of the corner of my eye, nestled back deep inside the woods was this large square house completely run down.  Doesn’t look like anyone’s been inside it for over 20 years.  I knew it would be perfect if I could get inside.

The front door has a skeleton key, but it wasn’t locked. Faye turned the handle and the door opened right up.  Inside the place was full of junk.  Prior to driving there I wanted and old beat up chair but didn’t have one handy; I found one there and it couldn’t have been creepier.

I looked like an old chair you would see on the side of an atlar in a church.  It was regal velvet lining and ornate oak.  The main room was very open.  There was a very old bike, carpet, piles of wood, the roof was collapsing.  There were old lamps that look like it came from the 20s to 50s.  Even found some carved wood candle holders with spider webs on them and they had crosses on them.

Inside had a very strange feel, I couldn’t tell what the house was but now in my gut I think it was an old church – maybe Southern Baptist?  I felt like I was being watched the entire time.  If it wasn’t a church, I know it was used by someone for some kind of ritual, probably satanic in nature.

While we were shooting shadows kept rolling by us, you heard scratching on the wood but nobody was there and no trees were touching the building.  You can see one of the shadows that ran by me, in the one with Faye looking around the door.

We got some awesome pics, and I was right the place gave it the eerie effect I was hoping for.  I almost missed it.