This boat was partly filled with water. It was ½ submerged and sinking when I saw it from the shore but there was something compelling about it so I waded out to see what it looked like from a different angle and when I got to the other side of the boat, where I couldn’t see the part of it that was drowning, it looked pretty spectacular and amazing. I mean it’s this half sunken rowboat from behind but from this perspective it really looks like a ship… so proud. The boat really has a personality. It’s bigger than life.
Janet Woodcock began pursuing her passion professionally in 1980, studying at both the Art Institute of Boston and the New England School of Photography. She mastered her craft while working for several newspapers doing free-lance assignments. In the mid nineties, she decided to devote all of her energy into her own projects. Janet’s commitment to “the traditional craft of photography” is evident in her past and recent work alike.
I’m not sure why, but the photo struck me immediately as having to do with function and abandonment. I’m not sure I even fully absorbed the full image before my mind was on faded glory. The narrative was about this boat carrying out its duty day in and day out. Suddenly, one day it realizes that it’s been forgotten and that it has been alone for some time. The boat, so busy being a boat, had overlooked it’s own abandonment. So with this cold, hard reality the boat comes to grips with its no longer being sought after or loved as it once was. I couldn’t help but sympathize. Clearly this weathered boat that has seen better days, but from this angle its bow seems to be a statement of pride and power. I started playing arpeggios of the first two chords while I fumbled with melody lines and almost instantly sang ” I can remember I used walk with my chest out and my shoulders back….”
Eric Erdman is a storyteller with a life that gives him stories to write songs about. His guitar takes him around the world and he can write four songs from one break up. His lyrics are introspective and deep, often with a hook or punchline that provide the spark in a song or draw listeners in like old friends. His career began as the lead singer of the funk rock band, The Ugli Stick in Mobile, Alabama and they released four albums and performed on three USO tours. In 2012, Erdman recorded his fist solo album, “My Brother’s Keepers” that revealed his voice as a singer-songwriter. He regularly tours through Europe and Australia and has won multiple international songwriting awards. He recorded his second album, “Color the Silence,” in Australia in 2013. Erdman will return to the studio in 2014 to record his third solo album.
Thematically the song spoke of a mixture of longing, wistfulness, acceptance and remembrance of loves past. A lot ofmy pre-marital life was spent in wistful contemplation… attached to some love that didn’t work out, or the way life should have been. The song eminded me of my premarital longing and romanticizing ways. In that vein, my wife (the model) and I tried to make a picture that felt a little hazy, not quite clear, like an old memory – the little things you rememberabout someone you once loved, or who once loved you.
Max Gerber took his first pictures as a college freshman because he couldn’t draw and needed an extra class to qualify for student health insurance. His first paying gig came several years later. Since that first $50 gig, Max’s client list has grown to include TIME, People, Forbes, Businessweek, LA Magazine, Village Voice, and Merrill Lynch. His book, My Heart vs. the Real World was published in 2008. Photographs in context makes him happy, “A picture is worth a thousand words, but an extra thousand words never hurts.” Max lives in LA with his wife and a small bobcat.
The single word that came to mind on seeing this photograph was DESPAIR. I immediately recalled very dark times my mother went through that as a child I witnessed. After I was born she had a number of miscarriages, which seemed to trigger a deep-set depression that lasted for many years. To translate this image I used a coffee essence along with burnt incense resin and frankincense resin to create a very dark base, to which I added a strong shot of coffee, somechocolate and white rose. The rose reflects my belief that no matter how dark things get we still get up and face the day. These scents are just a wisp or undercurrent below the main fragrance of despair but I wanted to add vestiges of hope, because from my own experience, which includes significant personal medical trauma and near death, I have found that humans, unless consumed by madness, will try to find hope and a ray of light even in our darkest hours.
David Falsberg is the avant-garde perfumer behind Phoenicia Perfumes. The way David experiences life totally changed after losing his eyesight battling Stevens-Johnson syndrome. Phoenicia Perfumes was born from Falsberg’s newly-found hypernosmia, an extremely heightened sense of smell. His imagination, sensitivity, and fascination with raw materials are the building blocks of the perfumes stories. His affinity for animalistic and human notes brings emotional intensity to the fragrances of Pheonicia Perfumes.
The message I got from the song was about ‘Making the best of what’s left’. I asked myself, ‘How can you make the best of what’s left from something that used to be magnificent?’ Antlers and skulls have always been an inspiration to me. They are sculptures themselves and also tell an animal’s story. They change with time even after the animal has passed. My goal was to preserve what was left.
Kevin Morningstar is a artist of many mediums. He lives in Colorado where he is married to the most beautiful woman in the universe.
The perfume had this smoky, grimy quality to it (in the best, most poetic sense of the word). A few whiffs left me feeling very salacious. I wanted to go out, drink Mescal, smoke cigars, and talk nonsense with women. I wanted to create something that commented on masculinity in a way that presented images of what’s underneath modern signifiers of masculinity, specifically those presented to us by advertising–– a “pre-game” if you will. I think there can be a lot of self-doubt that goes into the creation of a confident, seemingly infallible male ego. Particularly in the creation of a hipster.
Executive Director of Nervous Light Films.