Horse: Cincinnati

0527171300Sarah Jenkins (velvethadrian), 2017

This little dude maybe wasn’t supposed to warrant as much attention as I gave him in the gallery, but I couldn’t help it! He’s such a funny looking fellow, a weird little horse, and I really enjoyed his pose and the way his scruffy textures interacted with the very clean white of the walls and base.

St. Anthony: Cincinnati

0527171306photograph by Sarah Jenkins (velvethadrian), 2017;
original artwork held in the Cincinnati Art Museum, Ohio

This little guy is an ongoing attempt of mine to photograph works of art in a visually interesting or meaningful way. So often photographers want to take as accurate a photo as possible and then, completely by accident, take out a lot of the experience of an artwork. Probably, the original sculptor didn’t intend for this wooden saint to be quite so whimsical, but I feel I captured the reaction I had upon encountering him.

Trajan: Venice

1222161548Sarah Jenkins (velvethadrian), 2016

Though I think a starker contrast between the marble and the wall would have been ideal, there is something very human about this bust of the Roman Emperor Trajan. Despite the heaviness of the stone, it almost seems as if he’s turning to answer a question rather than being frozen in the emotive melancholy tilt that so many ancient sculptures have in the museum.

Underground Gallery: Florence

1229161523aSarah Jenkins (velvethadrian), 2016

An underground hallway full of marbles and tombstones under Santa Croce in Florence. As I walked from the far end of the photo to where it was taken, my steps barely echoed, muffled in the enclosed space. From this direction it felt like a striking confluence of the old and modern. Viewing the gallery from the other direction, there was an unromantic vending machine.

Mixed Media: Florence

1228161031cSarah Jenkins (velvethadrian), 2016.

What a marvelous mish-mash of marbles! The opaque white of the face, the rippling browns of the robe, the shiny, cool almost-blue of the tunic and the dark, leather-like black of the strap across the chest. Is this boy a modern “Frankenstein,” put together by 19th century antiquarians or does he hail entirely from ancient Rome?