happy halloween/

michael anastassiades: time and again/ MAK geymüllerschlössel, vienna

I cannot believe I haven't posted these images until now. When I was first in Vienna last May, Michael Anastassiades' intervention at the MAK Geymüllerschlössel had just opened and everyone was raving about how beautiful it was. Of course I had a short amount of time in Vienna (packed with photo shoots) and so I missed it. But to my good fortune the show was still up when I returned in August! So on my last rainy Saturday, I ventured up to this amazing house filled with Biedermeier that is now the MAK Geymüllerschlössel.
I am drawn to Anastassiades' work for his extreme pared away simplicity. His restraint harks back to Brancusi in my mind. But this intervention is more than Anastassiades' beautiful objects in amazing Biedermeier interiors. In some rooms there is sound. It is quiet, so you hardly notice, but it is oddly affecting. In one particular room, the sound of clocks, heartbeats and whispers made me feel like I was entering into a room that was existing in two separate times (second to last image). I felt like there was a seance happening in another time that I could hear, or feel somehow. I guess that sounds kooky, but I don't know how else to explain it. The more I shot, the more I saw, the more I felt. The effect of this show is subtle and I think it can be easy to miss if you are just walking through. The key is to spend some time. The longer you stay in a room, the more it permeates you.
The show is open until November 25. If you couldn't already tell, I highly recommend a visit.
Thanks to the MAK and curator Thomas Geisler for allowing me to shoot.
All images MAK Geymüllerschlössel, 2012. ©Leslie Williamson

washed out colors/harsh sun

Venturing out to get coffee yesterday I had to make a U-turn to shoot these colors in the harsh sun. As everyone is bundling up and pulling out sweaters, I have to admit I am seasonally confused. I know it is from all the jumping from northern Europe to southern Europe repeatedly and the fact that I was working all summer long. I find myself scratching my head thinking "where did summer go?" Maybe that is why the colors here are so appealing and the way the harsh sun makes them almost disappear. They are suggestions of color. Now if I could just sit in this sun and let my mind wander untethered for about an hour...

saturday night pic/just because

from Věra Janoušková atelier in Prague.

julia kalthoff/nyt.people watching/outtakes

Outtakes today from my NYT People Watching post on Julia Kalthoff of Wetterlings Swedish Axe Works in Sweden. Editing is so heartbreaking sometimes. Glad I can share more images with you all here. I posted the second image before, but it is seriously my favorite image from the entire day. It may be one of my all time favorite pictures...

atelier brancusi/pt. 3

Last day of Atelier Brancusi images from my time in Paris.  Of course I had to lead off with the image of Brancusi's view camera. Brancusi's photographs have always affected me. He was rather diligent in documenting his space, work and himself. His self portraits are some of my favorites. See a nice self portrait of Brancusi as well as a great post on the space itself here. And thanks to my friends at the 189 who did a nice post on my images of Brancusi as well as my new book. That post is here. They say some really lovely things and I am always grateful for their support.
I am actually a little surprised by all the attention these Atelier Brancusi posts have gotten. AFAR magazine put it on their "what we're reading" last week and Remodelista did the same thing in their Roundup. So thanks to all of you for the love!
I am just getting back to work this week and starting to edit all the images and make it into my upcoming book. There is so much that I have not even shared from my two month adventure so expect a lot more interesting stuff. Coming soon a nice juicy post or two on the Bruno Mathsson HQ.

waiting.../bruno mathsson

I am sitting at home in SF waiting for the Fedex guy and so I figured I might as well start editing all the shoots from the new book. Where did I decide to start? Bruno Mathsson. There are so many places in his house I wish I could curl up at this very moment.  Of course then I would miss my Fedex delivery at home. Wishing I could be two places at once seems to be a theme since I have returned to San Francisco. What does it mean when being on the road feels more at home than actually being at home? I am still processing it all.
Have a lovely weekend friends. Be back next week...