wedding. An empty road. A stare. A bare back on a cloudy day. A toy. Owenbooth is not tied to any subject, time nor is he tied to any place. Or any style. Or any gimmick. Or any composition. The only constant you can find in his work is a storytelling of cinematic proportions, wonderful coloring, unexpe… Read more

wedding. An empty road. A stare. A bare back on a cloudy day. A toy. Owenbooth is not tied to any subject, time nor is he tied to any place. Or any style. Or any gimmick. Or any composition. The only constant you can find in his work is a storytelling of cinematic proportions, wonderful coloring, unexpected lighting and a almost celestial ability to bring toys to life. Taking a ride trough Owenbooth county is like beeing chauffeured with Alice trough wonderland on a very big Hummer and sipping tequila sunrises until you pass out.