WHO THE HELL IS TONY FOUHSE?

Yesterday I had an opening at La Petite Mort Gallery. I used the occasion to make
a movie that asks the question: Who the hell is Tony Fouhse?

(Click to view the movie): Who the HELL is TONY FOUHSE.mp4

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And here’s a few shots of the photos I exhibited:
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(A COUPLE OF) STUDIO BACKGROUNDS

I keep some flat junk in my small upstairs studio, rough stuff. I use it for backgrounds.

I’ve found that if you have the right background (which consists of standing in the right spot
and aiming the camera in the right direction from the right distance) you’re half way there.
Just insert the subject, make sure the light’s right, the moment righteous. It also pays to
actually think about what you want to do and to be very aware of perspective and what’s
in the frame. Oh yeah, you’ve got to engage the subject, too, if they’re human.

Easy, right?

As a rule I prefer going on location to shooting in a studio. Studios are typically too antiseptic
for me. I think that that’s why I keep rough backgrounds in my studio.

Here are a couple of studio shots using some of that flat junk I collect. The wood with the paint
was my next door neighbour’s bench top until he got a regulation-type bench. The white one is
a paper-covered/ink-stained door I use as a table in my workroom when it’s not being a backdrop.

Both these shots were done using available light. The gal is Sacha, a singer. The plum was shot last
week for Burnt Toast magazine.

(click on images to enlarge)

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OPEN CAR DOORS

I’ve often thought that photographs and poems have a lot in common.

Poems and photographs…..think about it.

But what, you ask, does this have to do with open car doors?

Open car doors, if you ask me, are pretty poetic in and of and by themselves.
They’re a framing device, a trick and a metaphor all rolled into one. If you drive
a car there’s always one around.

Over the years I’ve shot my fair share of open car doors.

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