elies van renterghem



diary & work in progress

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i’m really sorry about posting so little pictures lately and if i do they’re quite dumb, i mean they’re fine but they don’t really feel me, i’m figuring some shit out and trying new things and see where i can go. i wish i could show some things, i hopefully will soon. i’ll try to post regularly (even if it’s just some dumb nature pictures, at least they’re calming to look at). monday i’m leaving on a week to france with an all girls collective i recently became part of. in two weeks i’m starting my master’s degree, i’m doing some collaborations and there are some other things going on. (when i write it all down, it’s actually okay, i’m not that stuck.) thanks for keeping up with me, i really hope i have some things i’m proud of soon. xx

glendurgan, spring 2014
(a.k.a. one of my favourite places)

glendurgan, spring 2014



(a.k.a. one of my favourite places)

shower/fading outmarch 2014, falmouth
(trying shit out)

shower/fading out
march 2014, falmouth

(trying shit out)

walks in cornwall, march 2014

(i am large, i contain multitudes.)*

I posted the series (I am large, I contain multitudes.) about a month ago on both my website and my blog. Some images of the series are scattered around on the web on its own, which I find really cool, especially with its concept in the back of my head. I never gave any explanation except for the title, hoping people would make up their own idea about it. I still want people to do that, but for those who are interested in what all these self-portraits actually mean to me, I’m finally here with my intention. 

These images of myself are all ideas/images project on me, which is something I’ve been very aware of.  These self-portraits are not me, they’re others’ ideas of me. It was therapeutic in a sense to actually be those ideas for a few minutes so the camera could catch it. Some Elieses are such superficial, hollow persons, some are so complex, almost unable to photograph. It’s weird being so many people. I could do this forever, there as many images of me are as there are people(probably more as ideas change in the course of knowing someone). I might pick this up again, but I’m gonna let it rest for a bit, do some other things, leave my image alone. I hope you enjoy them.

*the title is a quote from a poem from Walt Whitman called “Song of Myself”, which I’d recommend. 

sunlight in the bathroom, spring 2013

sunlight in the bathroom, spring 2013

Oh hey, a question not involving photography: which are your favourite podcasts? I’ve literally asked this on every social media-profile I have but I really want to get to know good ones to listen to while working. Thank you!

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H., summer 2013

H., summer 2013

Tanning with my cat last summerI’m going through all my photos and scanning all my film to try create some order in all the chaos so expect some random photos from the past years. 

Tanning with my cat last summer

I’m going through all my photos and scanning all my film to try create some order in all the chaos so expect some random photos from the past years. 

Bad quality phonepics of my degree show in London last week, I foolishly forgot to take better pictures with a decent camera of it. I hope you get an idea of the presentation! 

from the (i am large, i contain multitudes.) series
from the (i am large, i contain multitudes.) series
I guess I’m almost finished posting these, you can obviously see them all together at the link (which is a better way of seeing them anyway). After this, it’s time for some good old diary-pictures. 

from the (i am large, i contain multitudes.) series

I guess I’m almost finished posting these, you can obviously see them all together at the link (which is a better way of seeing them anyway). After this, it’s time for some good old diary-pictures. 

from the (i am large, i contain multitudes.) series
from the (i am large, i contain multitudes.) series
from the (i am large, i contain multitudes.) series