In the beginning: Portraits

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Thursday, 28 March 2013

Re contextualising existing work: RAF

The meaning of a work of art changes as the time moves on, existing works of art develop new meaning.

Tuesday, 12 February 2013

Monday, 10 December 2012

Whats the best way to present? A 3ptic or 2sum.........

Friday, 30 November 2012

Thursday, 29 November 2012

From what I am working on now boys and men

Not too sure but its a start,

Images © Diana Agunbiade-Kolawole. All Rights Reserved

Wednesday, 31 October 2012

For a day like today

From the event I did in the summer in response to the Damien Hirst exhibition at Tate Modern in the summer. It seems befitting for a day like today.

Thursday, 3 May 2012

Sajj

Here is a shoot I did early April,

model: Sajj

Styling: Siobhan

Location: Holland park

Monday, 5 March 2012

I have being shooting events and then photographing people on the side in between the talks। They seem a bit relax because I guess they have seen me all day shooting। Its perhaps easier than walking up to someone in the street and asking then to sit for you.

I know these two guys Joceline Howe and Kimathi Donkor from before but was nice to photograph in this

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Will try and put more on my new flickr Diana Agunbiade-Kolawole

Monday, 5 December 2011

Life Magazine photographers

Watch it before its gone.

Life was an iconic weekly magazine that specialised in extraordinarily vivid photojournalism. Through its most dynamic decades, - the 40s, 50s and 60s - Life caught the spirit of America as it blossomed into a world superpower. Read by over half the country, its influence on American people was unparalleled. No other magazine in the world held the photograph in such high esteem. At Life the pictures, not the words, did the talking. As a result, the Life photographer was king.

credit BBC

Tuesday, 29 November 2011

We GIN

Wednesday, 23 February 2011

Amsterdam to Rotherdam

I am really fascinated by public transport, I love it I spend ridiculous amount on these mode of transport. It's like a mini cruise of the Banal, the network of the modern world. I had the whole carriage to myself, it was a late Saturday evening, June or earlier in the year, I can't remember but it was beautiful. I just got on the train and travelled, I could reflect, I could ponder and reminisce, it was that calm and quietness that I can still remember.