Having a break from the internet has made me think about how much time it takes up that could be spent elsewhere.
I did to dig through my collection of links to find this week’s folio by Ian Brown
Listening to Brentwood. Their cover of Deadpool Rap is so not safe for work but brought some much needed relief when I needed it.
It’s beginning to feel like there is not longer room for shades of gray. Pick a side, the more extreme and intractable the better. All that matters is you are right and anyone who disagrees with you is wrong. Rational debate is dead.
Perhaps even that is an extreme point of view but at least I’m willing to listen and change…
Looking at work by Matt Marrash
Listening to Christine and the Queens
In every challenge there is a tipping point at which time you start to feel some optimism that the end can be reached. That precedes a triple fork in the road,
One path leads to completion and success, one to failure, starting over again and learning from that. Then there is that third path that goes nowhere because you cannot accept the lessons and don’t want to keep trying.
There is nothing wrong with failing. Nothing. Ever.
Miles Aldridge is this week’s folio share
Listening to Hozier
My Degree arrived this week and yet I still feel something is incomplete. Like this hydrant, there is power held within the pipe that can only be released when a firehose is connected. I need a catalyst, a fire of the figurative kind, to get the hose connected and release the water.
I know photographers will test their lighting setups by having an assistant stand in for the model. Since I don’t have an assistant (or model) and can’t afford one, I thought I would go with this styrofoam head instead.
It occurs to me that just as a kite can’t fly without some wind, I have been lacking something lately that I can work with to produce images.
I suspect it is opportunity. By that I don’t mean the “always carry a camera” opportunity, rather this is something more deliberate, where I am in the place I want to be and with the mindset I need to create.
Making opportunities is now a more realistic goal than when I was studying so that will be my focus this week. It is all about finding doors to open.
The process of helping tidy up my parents house sparked one project around the worn down tools I found there but it also may have led me back to my roots from a photographic perspective.
You see, a small bungalow at the back of the house had become a free family storage facility, particularly for my nieces, many of whom are have only just started settling down. Among the various old furniture and other items were several boxes of darkroom equipment and an enlarger, most of which I had bought 30 years ago when I started out. I had given them to one of the nieces when she took up photography but she has no time now and they wound up being stored.
So those boxes came home, the contents were carefully inspected and the trays and other wet gear cleaned. While doing that I made another discovery. The room I was using for this task did not exist when I first moved in. It was a bathroom but got converted to a washroom for my Wife’s ceramics studio (a story for another time). It has two very large sinks, an exhaust fan and no windows, making it almost the perfect darkroom.
This combination of discoveries opens up the possibility of more hands on printmaking once a few small hurdles are overcome. As my studies come to an end soon, there will be the time to invest in this as a project. It has certainly given me something to think about as the current project comes to a close next week.