Influence, Power, Control.

Some images don't just sit on a page or screen; they assert themselves. They bypass logic and go straight to instinct. They linger. This photograph is one of them.

A face, undeniably present, with features—eyes, lips, brows—that stand out vividly, isolated from skin, shadow, or depth. The subject is a person but this is not a portrait. It's something bigger; it's a symbol.

This is the visual language of influence. Of power. Of control. It's the same stripped-down aesthetic used in propaganda, political, and commercial messaging, where minimalism isn't a lack of detail but a strategy.

Shepard Fairey's OBEY GIANT took a face and transformed it into something more: an icon, a presence. By stripping it down to essential forms, he created an image that wasn't just seen but felt. His work borrowed from the visual language of propaganda, not to dictate a message, but to make people question what they see, why they see it, and who controls the imagery that surrounds them.

And then there's Big Brother. Orwell's 1984 introduced us to the ultimate symbol of surveillance and control: a face watching from posters, screens, and the subconscious. The power of Big Brother was never just in being seen, but in the knowledge that he saw you. His gaze was an unspoken command, an ever-present reminder of authority.

But this face, this woman, doesn't carry the same obvious weight of surveillance. Her expression is neutral, her gaze calm. And perhaps that makes it even more unsettling. It doesn't demand obedience; it doesn't threaten. Instead, it persuades. In this way, it connects more closely to the world of A Brave New World, where control is not imposed through force, but through quiet, passive influence.

Photography often captures moments. But this? This captures an idea. A presence. A force that lingers in the mind long after you've looked away.

As intended, the message has done its job.

Robert Olding

Growing up in Southwestern Idaho, I had a great love for all things creative and was generally thought of as an all around weird kid. My access to the arts and culture were limited mostly to a TV, my dad’s audio cassette deck, and an upright piano. I managed to keep busy by enlisting my five brothers and sisters to star in my various attempts at film making. My version of Grease is legendary amongst a handful of people living in Idaho.

I pursued music as a vocation and enjoyed many years playing drums with various local bands, thinking I was destined to be a rock star. After taking a photography class as an elective in college, I traded in my drumsticks for a camera and graduated from ArtCenter College of Design.

I've lived and worked in some of the coolest cities in the US - New York, Seattle, San Francisco, Los Angeles, and Chicago. I'm currently settled in the Minneapolis area, where I spend my free time watching my youngest daughter grow up.

https://www.robertolding.com
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