I meet Baud Postma at his studio in South London under the railway arches. We talk about authenticity and constructing images in the same breath. Postma’s expression lightens up when discussing the technical side of photography but he speaks with equal consideration for his sitters. His technical ability is admirable and it accomplishes poetic effects. However, it is the space he creates for fragility and vulnerability that echoes our will to relinquish strength. Sitters appear in thought, absent and introspect. Still life shows bruised and transient. It feels good to surrender projections and aspirations and just be.
In the studio with Baud Postma
