Been taking a lot of pictures recently. Especially since being at my grandma's house. I stayed up all night and waited for the sun to come up. Then I went out and started taking really simple images of the farm and the area around her house. There was the prettiest fog hanging over everything and I don't know if you guys know, but I think in the time before the sun actually comes up is the best. I rarely get to see it so it for this special majesticness to it. I was taking them on slide film and once I get back to Columbus I'm going to develop them and view them on my newly acquired slide projector. It'll be great.
There's something special about my grandma's house. Growing up, I would have so so many dreams taking place here. I haven't had one of those in a while.
This is one of the places I first made some of my night photos, and those have always been so important to the direction of my art. Tonight I went outside and took some more of them with the knowledge I've gained over the years and I'm extremely happy. As I was walking back inside I thought that maybe my fascination with this place has a lot of to with my fascination of childhood. Recently I've been trying to recapture my childhood through old Japanese super hero VHS's. However lame that may seem, I can't get enough of them, because I grew up with them. That was part of my developement.
My fascination with my grandma's house is very similar. I find myself longing for the days my cousin and I would ride around recklessly on the four wheeler, or how me, my brother and cousin put up a fence around our favorite tree to climb because we treated it as our house. Or when we made a chimney in the woods and we would make fires in it. Just little things like that.
I'm just finding myself wanting to document this place. It's a source of something inside me. I don't think I fully understand it now, but it's slowly revealing itself to me as an escape to my childhood. Of course I would want to say something about it with my art.
When I upload them, I'll maybe make a special post dedicated to my trip here, to my childhood, to something I don't have the right words to express. That's what I have pictures for.
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