I wrote about Paul Octavious and his work barely two weeks ago and yet here I am again. What can I say, the guy is inspirational? He’s got a new set of prints out now which I’m calling ‘Grandpa’s Records’, as it’s a part of his story:
My Grandpa Jud used to play records for me all the time as a kid. I would sit on his floor while he propped his feet up, sat back in his worn leather chair, and smoked apple tobacco from his pipe. Whether it was rock or gospel, grandpas head would nod to the rhythm of the beat. I would always know what record was playing by the spinning colors and patterns in the center of the player. The rotating gradients would put you in a trance, only to be stopped by grandpa changing the record.
Paul is good at making simple things into pieces of art, and these are no different. He’s propped a camera over a turntable and left the shutter open, creating this dreamy images. The way the colors and parts of the record blur together is so beautiful, each of these look like airbrushed illustrations rather than photographs, and that’s why they’re so special looking. What you see above, from top to bottom, are The Beatles, Fire Fall, Burl Ives and Dan Fogelberg… pretty fantastic, right?