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Final Project (7)
This project, titled “2011,” was very sentimental for me— bittersweet moments looking back at who I used to be and how I’ve changed, for better or for worse. The five best photos are memories that I hold, and show no text to represent their purity, while the rest are based on how I view those spaces. These spaces are where my body feels the most emotion, as what you see is what younger me would have seen (a blast from the past), and are consistent throughout the album because of their importance to my development. I then took pages from my first grade school journal, with all her heartfelt honesty, and intertwined them. The bedroom pictures are relatively edited the same because my bedroom hasn’t changed much; I start the day with dappled sunlight. I get more open to experimentation when I exit the room and head outside to the patio, or next door to my grandmother’s house. Her pool holds the most memories, which is why it takes up the majority of the album. Times where I’m having fun with my family, or where I feel so isolated that I pretend I’m in the womb— they wrap up in a time capsule held underwater. There’s a juxtaposition between emotions that I tried to emulate as well, with all the mood swings I had as a child because of ‘circumstances.’ The haziness and faded senses of nostalgia linger, with bursts of childish whimsy. Each “day” is different— same start, different progression— and I’d like to keep it that way. Overall, I’m proud of my past and present self, and am wishing my future self a very special good luck!
Final Project (7)
This project, titled “2011,” was very sentimental for me— bittersweet moments looking back at who I used to be and how I’ve changed, for better or for worse. The five best photos are memories that I hold, and show no text to represent their purity, while the rest are based on how I view those spaces. These spaces are where my body feels the most emotion, as what you see is what younger me would have seen (a blast from the past), and are consistent throughout the album because of their importance to my development. I then took pages from my first grade school journal, with all her heartfelt honesty, and intertwined them. The bedroom pictures are relatively edited the same because my bedroom hasn’t changed much; I start the day with dappled sunlight. I get more open to experimentation when I exit the room and head outside to the patio, or next door to my grandmother’s house. Her pool holds the most memories, which is why it takes up the majority of the album. Times where I’m having fun with my family, or where I feel so isolated that I pretend I’m in the womb— they wrap up in a time capsule held underwater. There’s a juxtaposition between emotions that I tried to emulate as well, with all the mood swings I had as a child because of ‘circumstances.’ The haziness and faded senses of nostalgia linger, with bursts of childish whimsy. Each “day” is different— same start, different progression— and I’d like to keep it that way. Overall, I’m proud of my past and present self, and am wishing my future self a very special good luck!