I’ve been taking photos for a couple of years with a Canon Powershot 4.0 mega pixel camera and am hoping to buy a good dslr camera soon. Most of my pictures are straight off the camera & haven’t been enhaced or manipulated.
I’ve been looking at reflections & shadows a lot and surfaces. Behind most of what I do is an idea that there’s always something more than the surface, always something beyond or in between that takes a little space to see.
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In the beginning there were some seeds. They came from a mandarin given to me which as I ate it, jettisoned more seeds than seemed it should have had. I let them out in a never ending stream and they were like all the words I’d never spoken seeking utterance.
Later that day, inspired by a comment on seeds, I thought to keep these mandarin pips for later use.
I began by arranging them in paragraphs that said what I couldn’t say and took photographs. As I was taking them, I started thinking about where the words in my head came from, where ideas came from, what sort of place they inhabited before becoming words, what sort of form they had, if any…so I placed the seeds in various environments and took photos.
I became more interested in the environments the seeds were in, the scratches and dust that sat on reflections and shadows intimating layers and a depth beyond that ordinarily given something solid. I became interested in ideas about perceptions and how they sit in front of us determining what we see – how what we don’t see is given the importance of dust and brushed out of consciousness.
I hope the photographs I’ve got here show something of what that meant.