debbie carlos

i was intrigued by the way the space is compressed. and how even though debbie carlos uses a shallow depth of field, and has limited control of the lighting, the scale and space is such distorted. i wish the clues to the artificial nature of these tableaux scenes (the backdrops of which add a dramatic, filmic quality that somehow reminds me of hitchcock) were even more heightened. as in the above image where the wire barely catches the light and reflects it back in the tense conversation it seems to be having with the lens-flare like reflection from what i can only assume is the birds' glass cage.

human nature by debbie carlos