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Fiber Ink Studio client Amy Bedik explores the lonely places of her childhood in Boaat Press (an online journal of poetry and photography). We have been working with Amy for several years as her scanning, retouching and print house. So pleased to see this work introduced here.

Her statement:

A Lonely Place is an ongoing exploration of the places where I spent my childhood. The three locations, a suburban New York town, a rural town in the Catskill Mountains of New York State, and a neighborhood in Queens, were, in my recollection, isolated and lonely places in which to live, and I was curious to see how they had evolved over the many years I spent away. It’s been interesting to see how some things have changed — trees now dwarf houses, buildings have collapsed — but the atmosphere of melancholy and isolation has remained curiously the same. While the images are records of particular places, they are also meant to suggest the dislocation and isolation one might feel in an environment that has evolved without a central plan that takes into account human needs and desires.

More of Amy’s work can be found here.

Prints of her work can be collected in our print shop. All work printed on Hahnemühle Bamboo 290 (90% bamboo fibers and 10% cotton) 280gsm (matte), with HDR inks.

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This exhibition blends Susan’s iconic silver gelatin prints with our pigment prints.  Working from Imacon scans of Susan’s 35mm film we printed on Epson Exhibition Fiber Paper 325gsm. It was an absolute pleasure to be part of this process.  Exhibition runs through November 30th at Galerie Hug.

From Susan’s Tumblr page:

“In 1975, nearly thirty-five years ago, I was riding a bicycle through my neighborhood in Little Italy when suddenly a blast of light flashed into my eyes, blinding me for a moment. Its source was a group of girls fooling around with a mirror trying to reflect the sun on my face. That was the day I met the Prince Street Girls, the name I gave the group that hung out on the nearby corner almost every day. The girls were from small Italian-American families and they were almost all related. I was the stranger who didn’t belong. Little Italy was mostly for Italians then.

The project Prince Street Girls began as a series of incidental encounters. They’d see me coming and call out, “Take a picture! Take a picture!” At the beginning I was making pictures just to share with them. If we met in the market or at the pizza parlor, they would reluctantly introduce me to their parents but I was never invited into any of their homes. I was their secret friend, and my loft became a kind of hideaway when they dared to cross the street, which their parents had forbidden.”

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