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The Feeders
The Feeders
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When you have something special, protect it. Sometimes, you may even have to fight for it because, no matter what, the feeders will come...
The shoot & process:
During one of our hang outs in the woods, my brother played around with different movements to express what he was feeling. The movements started out as silly, then progressed to more telling expressions. What struck me about it was the gaze in his eyes, as well as the multifaceted suggestions of his position. In one way, it seemed as though he was protecting something very dear to him. In other ways, I saw fear, paranoia, and madness...I began to imagine that, perhaps there was something sinister in the forest behind him. It was chasing him and maybe wanted that THING (whatever it is) from him...It wanted to feed on the elements that make him precious. With those thoughts in mind, I approached this piece with the natural darkness it had...something I enjoyed and loved very much. Oh the possibilities of the story...
Even in the magical world - the light cannot exist without darkness and, darkness cannot live without the light. It is balance.
The Feeders
The Feeders
www.fabiolajeanlouis.squarespace.com
When you have something special, protect it. Sometimes, you may even have to fight for it because, no matter what, the feeders will come...
The shoot & process:
During one of our hang outs in the woods, my brother played around with different movements to express what he was feeling. The movements started out as silly, then progressed to more telling expressions. What struck me about it was the gaze in his eyes, as well as the multifaceted suggestions of his position. In one way, it seemed as though he was protecting something very dear to him. In other ways, I saw fear, paranoia, and madness...I began to imagine that, perhaps there was something sinister in the forest behind him. It was chasing him and maybe wanted that THING (whatever it is) from him...It wanted to feed on the elements that make him precious. With those thoughts in mind, I approached this piece with the natural darkness it had...something I enjoyed and loved very much. Oh the possibilities of the story...
Even in the magical world - the light cannot exist without darkness and, darkness cannot live without the light. It is balance.