The statistics on breast cancer remain impressive,
despite a 50 year campaign to find a cure and better diagnosis and
treatment of this disease. This year, 200,000 women and 1,500 men
will be diagnosed. In my own life, several people I know (either
friends, acquaintances, or professional colleagues; cancer knows
no boundaries) have walked this path. An aunt and two good friends
died of breast cancer. One of those friends had also been a photography
student, and this project came about one year while thinking about
her. These images, when ready, will be offered for sale in a signed,
numbered, limited edition of framed prints. Proceeds will go to
a breast cancer fund.
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| My original thought came along in October, 2000. I'd
just finished a photo session with an old friend and a new one;
they'd wanted a portrait together. Some time before this session
was proposed, I'd talked to the one friend about doing some nudes.
I wasn't sure if that's what these two friends proposed, but they
verified the session would include nude poses. On the way home,
National Public Radio played a feature on Breast Cancer Awareness
Month, i.e. October. "Duh," said I to myself, "I
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| The idea grew from that seed. Portraits of people
doing breast self-examination. Men as well as women, since men are
also at risk, albeit a lesser risk, of breast cancer. In a December
2000 shoot with Marji, we did work on this project, the first round
of images. (Rubber Ducky) came out of that session.
There are other images from that day elsewhere on the site. Those
are all done in a room which faced east, during a morning shoot.
The bathroom is on the west side of her apartment, with the usual
problems of a small window, narrow space, and poor light. I'd
not yet invested in replacement supplemental lighting (an old
strobe had died recently). We worked with what we had, using the
bathroom incandescent light and hanging a white sheet behind and
above my as a reflector.
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Through March of 2004, none of the people who worked with me
are professionals, quite the opposite in fact. Before the question
was even asked, I'd determined that there are ways to help preserve
some anonymity. It may seem difficult to conceive of this when
we're talking about photographs which bare nearly everything.
However, it is doable.
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| Hand #5 was made in January of 2002.
We met for the shoot a couple of times; she wanted to work in
her own house for comfort levels, I wanted to see what time of
day would provide the best light. This proved to be an afternoon
shoot, with the best light in the living room. I brought along
a wooden bi-fold door as a background, and we worked fairly close
for composition. There are several images I felt pretty good about,
and she suggested re-setting the camera and photographing her
taking her shirt off, getting ready to do the examination. I decided
to montage the three images together from that idea.
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| After that shoot, I decided I could not exclude survivors,
with or without reconstructive surgery. Someone who has a partial
mastectomy, a "lumpectomy" retains some of the lymph nodes.
It's those lymph nodes (amongst other things) that the self-examination
is looking for, so some survivors still need to do self-examination.
And, with more thought, I decided to include survivors without
reconstructive surgery, if they are interested. This is one of
the areas when, being a Registered Nurse as well as a photographer,
multiple ideas come to play exploring ways to show self-image.
I'm still looking for people for this part of the project. If
you are interested in taking part in this project, please contact
me at Mad
Shutter-bug.
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Some of my nursing colleagues commented on this being
another teaching tool; there are many such tools in existence to
show you how to do self-examination. That is not the purpose behind
my efforts. I believe this project may raise awareness about this
disease, but what I'm trying to do is quite simply stated, as I've
done so already, as portraits of people doing breast self-examination.
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In May, 2002 I worked with another friend, who also asked for
some anonymity. Her husband had built their house, and the entire
interior is paneled in tongue-and-groove cypress. The master bath
is quite large, and when they were starting to build the wing
containing this room, I'd commented it was quite big enough for
a large soaking tub (they'd initially only planned for a shower).
There is also a skylight, and on a sunny day the room is quite
well lit. Still, I provided some supplemental lighting with two
incandescent photolamps, raised to the limits of their stands
and set near to the skylight.
What is actually photographed at the time of a shoot may not
be the final image visualized. There is a technique called "masking"
which Jerry Ulesman has taken to a fabulous extreme. I'd visualized
a somewhat simpler application of this technique, whereby an area
is masked, the print made, and in this case the enlarger re-set.
The print is then re-masked and a second exposure made on the
previously masked segment, and et cetera.
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I also fit a session in with another model in September, but
must confess I'm not quite ready to show any of that work yet.
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| In March, 2003 came an opportunity to work with another
friend, this time in Chicago. March weather in Chicago is unpredictable.
During a good part of the week prior to the weekend shoot (I traveled
up there for my nursing association national meeting), it was warm
and sunny. Friday and Saturday, post conference, it rained and got
progressively colder, ending with light snow Saturday night.
On Friday, we'd caught a shuttle-bus from the hotel where we
were staying to visit a friend. We'd thought about possibly doing
some work in Grant Park. My memories of Grant Park proved much
out of date and blurred with other big city parks I've visited
over the years. It's a very formal, structured park without much
in the way of privacy areas (we'd been talking about doing some
outdoor nudes). On top of that, the park hadn't woken up from
its winter sleep yet, thus there were no private areas at all.
Still, riding that bus along Lakeshore Drive, as it turned toward
Lake Michigan at the north end of Grant Park, we simultaneously
spotted a sign and turned to each other, realizing we'd the same
idea.
With the rain on Saturday, we postponed going to the Park until
Sunday. We were up at oh-dark- thirty, a.k.a. 04:40 or so, and
out the door by about 05:15. We arrived just in time for the sunrise,
and a glorious sunrise it was, too. We spent just over an hour
in the Cancer Survivor's Garden. By about 06:30 it was time to
leave, get back to the hotel, warm B up. She's quite a dedicated,
amateur model for going out into 28 degree Fahrenheit temperatures.
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March, 2004
This month saw a session with another friend as well as photography
colleague of mine, Zoe Wiseman. Zoe is both a photographer and
a fine-art nude model; a self-portrait she'd done, wearing a mask,
had piqued my interest in that idea.
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