Saturday, November 27, 2010

11/27/10


Upon Retrospection
Trying to follow the Max Ernst idea that came back from Houston about cultural, or really just changes over time, but taking it to the next level. How do simple systems change over time and can that be more easily documented, change, the basic factor of entropy, narrative. Working on this image, trying to bring everything together, soften, rationalize. Lookingt back at Keystone. I always was absorbed by that name, Keystone, since I was a very young boy. I lived there for wuite a while, in my Jeep. Got stuck in the sand, adventure. Spooks' house and there muddy beyond. Many great moments of understanding, and fear, watching the way in which change ocuurs over time. Study, the great science of cause and effect. Keystone, sleeping on top of my Jeep, the sky, smells, and dim city lights. All tangled in the web, almst putrified, but part of what pushes onward. Lessons learned.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

11/21/10


Meditating

I have found myself staring into space alot in my free time, when I have it, so I decided to make a short video about that. Just trying to embrace an emptiness, not having to always feel, positive or negative, restrained or inhibited. Feeling mildly schitzofrenic lately, these moments of staring into space thinking deeply about life, photography, loss, sometimes nothing at all. And that is what I wanted to represent with this video, just being there, watching the clouds drift by, exposures so long they really dont even delineate the clouds but rarely. Largely lost in colors, inperceptible movements which bear an obvious direction and flow but never approaching any cohesive narrative. Sometimes photography can serve to recreate a moment, a specific circumstance in time, which can be rebembered again and again through the details of the image, but with this there is little memory, just the feeling of the clouds drifting by all in one long flash, timeless, meaningless, and without any semblance of objectivity.  

Sunday, November 14, 2010

11/14/10



Portraits
 I did some Senior Portraits this weekend, worked out pretty well. Tried to get as much of a range of styles as posible in shooting, a little something for everyone. Still found myself compulsively just purely trying to look at light, not subject, but it was good to be drawn into subjective process through posing, coaching, interaction. Sat down and tried to have fun editing the images last night, not the usual approach. I still lazily used mostly Actions on Photoshop, but really pushed a couple of them towards painterly, aesthetics. Just kind of playing the line between cliche and poppy, the ridiculous and the contemporary. 


Sunday, November 7, 2010

11/7/10



Visual Metaphors (Revisited)
Reality is like the branches of a tree, in that ideas, as represented by each divergent offshoot must be allowed to fully expand and subdivide before a new major vein can be created. The leaves and buds of each branch provide the intellectual nourishment needed to create an entirely new system of thought. The root system of the tree represents our subconscious mind, ever growing deeper into that unknown darkness as its' counterpart, the youngest buds and tendrils of the treetop find light for the very first time every day. 
 


Saturday, November 6, 2010

11/6/10.2


objectivity



...is realizing that we are just human, frail things, and that we are a passing, singular event. what we are is so deeply immersed in what we have come from, the here, and now. we immerse ourselves so deeply. objectivity is remebrance, knowing that knowledge is only created, not reality. The feeling of trying not to feel, objectivity. No connection, no inner empathy. But still a greater understanding. A sense that I was there, once, outside of myself, comfortable.
44 at 18. and the text that night.
no such thing.
in hopes merely a greater approach to the reality of depth

Friday, November 5, 2010

11/6/10


objectivity vs. subjectivity
the larger notions,
      This work needing to be so subjective, for a new approach, I seemed to find new consistency in the formal, compositional approach to this sort of process. At certain times it seemed that having peered so recently at Cartier-Bresson, I had tried to so closely wheave the subjective approach with the purely objective. Find underlying form in the surface appearance. Discover the true sincronisity of it all. Whether things come together or do we put them there by our own study. Is it in the nature of dakrness, to create light, and if so, does all light ultimately stem from darkness.