{"id":10576,"date":"2013-11-21T20:57:39","date_gmt":"2013-11-21T18:57:39","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.femininemoments.dk\/blog\/?p=10576"},"modified":"2026-01-10T10:06:13","modified_gmt":"2026-01-10T08:06:13","slug":"loyly-a-new-photography-book-by-dorothee-smith","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.femininemoments.dk\/blog\/loyly-a-new-photography-book-by-dorothee-smith\/","title":{"rendered":"L\u00f6yly a New Photography Book by Doroth\u00e9e Smith"},"content":{"rendered":"

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\nThe cover of L\u00f6yly by Doroth\u00e9e Smith<\/em><\/p>\n

L\u00f6yly<\/h2>\n

Photographs by Doroth\u00e9e Smith
\nText by Dominique Baqu\u00e9
\nCoproducer : Pavillon Vend\u00f4me, Clichy, The Finnish Museum of Photography, Helsinki, Galerie Les filles du calvaire and Olympus France
\nCollection : Hors Collection
\nPublished: November 12, 2013 by Filigranes Editions
\nISBN : 978-2-35046-296-7
\nFormat : 215 x 290. 192 pages. Hardcover<\/p>\n

L\u00f6yly is a Finnish term for the steam that rises from icy water when poured onto burning stones, passing from a liquid to a gaseous state. The word has a double meaning. It also means ghosts. The photography book contains all Doroth\u00e9e Smith’s photographic works (125 photos colors and Blanck and white), and her installation and video works.<\/p>\n

Excerpt From The Book’s Essay By Dominique Baqu\u00e9:<\/h2>\n

“Doroth\u00e9e Smith never stages scenes or tells her friends and models how to pose: with her modesty and discretion, most of them don\u2019t even realize they\u2019ve been photographed. In the L\u00f6yly series, we see a dark rock rising up and blending into the sky, undeniably bringing romantic painting to mind, along with a menacing tornadolike double cloud and chilly frozen landscapes. But also many young people seen from behind, often with tattooed bodies, daydreaming or withdrawn \u2013 somewhere else; a very pale young man with glacier eyes and raven-black hair, like a recurring apparition in the series, and the sublime face of an androgyne with a dreamy, melancholic look, lost in an inner world, with a half-closed expression and a sensual mouth open for a word or a kiss that won\u2019t come. Tired and deliciously morbid, or rather morbido (soft, gentle) since the Italian terms seems more fitting, the androgyne delicately rests a beautiful ephebian head on a velvet cushion with one arm tucked under, offered and already withdrawn, disappearing like a fleeting, desirable apparition.”<\/p>\n