JB Knibbs Photography

This blog contains original content by JB Knibbs:
geek | feminist | book-addict | enjoys glueing things to face
Knibbs reblogs light and art inspiration over at Luminary Studies.

But when no-one’s watching… by JB Knibbs

Day 200 of 365

Featuring Daphne Mir

Tagged #photography  #photographers on tumblr  #lensblr  #portrait  

Posted on 22 July, 2014

The Dreamcatcher (parts 11 & 12) by JB Knibbs

Days 172 & 173 of 365

Part of a silent film-inspired shoot featuring Jessica Macduff, Nic Vincent and Amelia Scott
Hair and make-up by Ren Boggio
Lighting assistance by Lucy Edelstein

The Dreamcatcher (parts 9 & 10) by JB Knibbs

Days 170 + 171 of 365

Part of a silent film-inspired shoot featuring Jessica Macduff, Nic Vincent and Amelia Scott
Hair and make-up by Ren Boggio
Lighting assistance by Lucy Edelstein

Beyond the misty mountains by JB Knibbs
Day 197 of 365

Beyond the misty mountains by JB Knibbs

Day 197 of 365

Tagged #photography  #photographers on tumblr  #lensblr  #landscape  #smoke  

Posted on 18 July, 2014

new Growth 6 by JB Knibbs
Day 198 of 365
Featuring Lucy Edelstein

new Growth 6 by JB Knibbs

Day 198 of 365

Featuring Lucy Edelstein

Tagged #photography  #photographers on tumblr  #lensblr  #portrait  #growth  

Posted on 18 July, 2014

No-one can hear you by JB Knibbs
Day 196 of 365

No-one can hear you by JB Knibbs

Day 196 of 365

Tagged #photography  #photographers on tumblr  #lensblr  #scream  #silence  

Posted on 17 July, 2014

The Dreamcatcher (parts 7 & 8) by JB Knibbs

Days 168 & 169 of 365

Part of a silent film-inspired shoot featuring Jessica Macduff, Nic Vincent and Amelia Scott
Hair and make-up by Ren Boggio
Lighting assistance by Lucy Edelstein

Alternate Wedding Dress

Day 184 of 365

Costume shoot for work/study project at The Banff Centre

Model: Risma Handayani
Garment Design: Risma Handayani
Lighting: Nic Vincent
Photography: JB Knibbs
Hair & make-up: Talore Peterson & Sarah Spreen Horne

Tagged #photography  #photographers on tumblr  #lensblr  #fashion  #stage  

Posted on 16 July, 2014

"The Pretentious Young Ladies"

Day 183 of 365

Costume shoot for work/study project at The Banff Centre

Models: Robyn Pawlow & Geoff Malcolm
Costume Design: Ren Boggio
Lighting & Photography: JB Knibbs
Hair & make-up: Talore Peterson & Sarah Spreen Horne
Costume and prop construction by The Banff Centre work/study participants & staff

Tagged #photography  #photographers on tumblr  #lensblr  #stage  #costume  

Posted on 16 July, 2014

"Blame the altitude"

Day 195 of 365

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Dizzy, limbs getting pins and needles. Afterwards, Lucy said “When you start feeling tingly, that’s when you need to sit down.”

“Do you want to sit down?”
“Yes… I do.”

Vision turning to black and grey. Losing resolution.

“Hey,” I say, “I know it’s dark out here, but it’s not *that* dark.”

It’s like looking at the feed from an infrared camera but zoomed in too far. Pixelated vision turns into splotchy shapes in grey. “Woah… low res.”

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Apparently I didn’t quite make it down. Instead, I turned rigid, stiff, and Ren helped me to the ground.

Daydreaming into darkness. The feeling (hallucination? dream?) of being on a wooden rollercoaster in a dark tunnel. Going fast, breakneck speed, head pounding, blood pumping.

Eyes open, a sudden intake of breath. Waking up from a deep dream. Disorientation, confusion. How long was I daydreaming for? Did I fall asleep?

“Breath. Just breathe. In…. out…” It’s hard to, but I do what I’m told and I’m reassured.

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“You’re ok, you’re ok.”

Exaggerated breathing sounds, like gas masks in films. My breathing? …Did someone call a medic? There are people leaning over me.

“Breathe… 1…. 2…. It’s fine. This used to happen to me.”

My left hand is being squeezed and I now recognise Ren. She looks concerned and is tightly squeezing my hand. My right arm is crossed over my chest. I wonder if I’ve been put in the recovery position – oh, how thoughtful. It takes another moment to realise it isn’t quite right.

“Breathe.” The voice I’ve been hearing is Lucy’s, not a medic’s. “You’re ok. Breathe.”

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My ears still feel blocked, like I’d been underwater. Pressure. Vision, recognition. Grey gradually turns back into colour, sort of. Muted night colours, and faces.

“What the fuck was… that?” My breath is starting to return to normal

“Shh you’re ok.”

I close my eyes and suddenly there are tears, sobs, my make-up running. Others approach and are told to walk away “Is she ok?”

“What is it? What are you feeling?”

“Just… a physiological reaction. I think maybe… shock.” I’ve always liked the word ‘physiological’. I actually can’t tell if it was shock or perhaps a few supressed feelings being triggered and released.

Ren, ever thoughtful, wipes my face so I don’t look too much like an Alice Cooper fan. I make a joke or a few or an attempt or maybe I just imagined I did.

“Can you sit up?”

“I think so.”

Hands on my back, and then the two of them help me stand. My limbs are still tingling as though I’ve woken up with both arms under my pillow again. The tingling is in my chest too, but I’m breathing, seeing, talking again. They said later that all of this took less than five minutes.

“This used to happen to me all the time.”

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