In the beginning, I was pretty happy with my works. I have taken quite a few portraits of strangers that turn out quite decent, and I told my class how much I enjoyed the short interaction with all the built-in presumption about what the other is and is not. At that time, I thought it was very reflective of my own general approach in live: making snap judgment, building rapport in a short amount of time.
But now looking at the photos all together to prepare my portfolio, I feel frustrated. They look repetitive, and there's something else - I don't know exactly what it is, but I'm not as satisfied as I was a couple of months ago
But now looking at the photos all together to prepare my portfolio, I feel frustrated. They look repetitive, and there's something else - I don't know exactly what it is, but I'm not as satisfied as I was a couple of months ago
I talked about this with J., a guy in my class. He suggested writing my thoughts down and I realized that I hadn't written anything in my dairy for the past 3 months - it's time to start again.
Thinking about photography is forcing me to rethink my life and reevaluate issues that I thought I'd resolved (this sounds heavy). And this may be why (unconsciously) I have been so resistant to the idea of making my photos more personal, to be more invested in my subjects and my models.
I thought I'd learned how to balance: how to build friendship without getting too intensely attached. In the past few years, I've made quite a few friends, people who mean the world to me, but I cannot name one that I would get to see somewhat regularly in the next couple of years. And I thought I had come to terms with it. But maybe I've been kidding myself the whole time, maybe I'm still struggling.
Thinking about photography is forcing me to rethink my life and reevaluate issues that I thought I'd resolved (this sounds heavy). And this may be why (unconsciously) I have been so resistant to the idea of making my photos more personal, to be more invested in my subjects and my models.
I thought I'd learned how to balance: how to build friendship without getting too intensely attached. In the past few years, I've made quite a few friends, people who mean the world to me, but I cannot name one that I would get to see somewhat regularly in the next couple of years. And I thought I had come to terms with it. But maybe I've been kidding myself the whole time, maybe I'm still struggling.
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Hik... It is a challenge btw... to "commentario" to ur blog but u nearly cost me a tissue last night to receive ur email. Can't guess where r u now for sure. However, really want to meet u soon after 3 years
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