What the Hell is a Poor Little Pawn?

We have come together as a group of talented artists that happened to meet by chance. We met while working together and came to find that the three of us had many of the same interests. As time went on, we all came to the conclusion that our skills would be put to better use if we got together and let our creative juices flow. So Poor Little Pawns was born........

Tired of being the pawns in the corporate world, this is an outlet for us to build upon each others talents, express our views and interpretations in an artistic way. We are embarking on some unknown territory that is very exciting and edgy.

Follow us as we post our current projects, aspirations and frustrations in this unknown artistic endeavor.

Y

Poor: To be pitied, broke, worthless
Little: Small in stature, of no consequence or limited value
Pawn: A chess piece that is often sacrificed to save other more 'important' pieces, a tool for more powerful authorities

-Scotti

Shit Happens… Again

It was a fateful day in May 2010. I had been warned of the dangers of installing art in a public venue. Vandalism, misuse and otherwise disdain for artistic endeavors always threatens the public art piece. I must have been half brain dead at the time because in my infinite wisdom I put money on the piece. Granted it was just pennies but hell this is a recession people! Sure enough two hours after installing someone had beat the crap out of my poor tiny sculptures. I was still an undergrad at the time and my critique was that evening. After fixing the piece (thank god for superglue and rubber cement) I explained to my professor what happened. He basically told me shit happens, perhaps kinder and more eloquent then that. Needless to say I was rather unhappy with having to re-do the whole sculpture. This year, almost exactly a year to the day, I installed another piece, this one much larger and much more expensive. It lasted two whole days. The third day the piece was wrecked. What started as a beautiful Zen garden inspired communion area ended with broken marble tiles, warped boards, and nasty pillows. This time however I was not disappointed but happy that during its short life it could service so many people. Below are some photos. I have not included any morgue photos out of respect for the dead. I commend this work to the grave for now.

P.S. If enough of you buy T-shirts I’ll be able to rebuild it!

-Scotti

No One Ever Tells You

When I stopped taking pictures and started making photographs four years ago I realized there are a few things people never tell you about photography. I bring this up four years later because I was solemnly reminded of the big one just recently. Are you ready for the big secret… Are you?

OK here it is: You are behind the camera only 20% of the time. The rest is spent in post-production, customer service, framing, paper work, showboating and depression induced comas. I have no doubt someone will say this is not the case in their studio but I am also willing to bet that they either have assistants, continually disappoint customers, or have books that would make their accountant have a heart attack. Ask Yvette she will you a healthy studio needs a good business man/woman at the helm.

But wait there is more, the 20% of the time you do get to be behind the camera you are only taking pictures half of that. WHY! I know your asking it. Because setting up a tripod, setting up lights, arranging elements, waiting for the right light, they all take up time.

So where does this leave us? Well there is only on obvious answer to all this. Throw away your thousands of dollars in camera equipment (don’t mind me rummaging through your trash the next day) and give up photography for good. Your spouse will probably thank me.

Of course I jest, photograph more! Then send in your favorite pictures to info@poorlittlepawns.com and if they are really good we will post them for all the pawns of the world to see!

-Scotti