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My experience with the photograph, “Graves”, was one primarily of self-reflection. My immediate thought when I first saw this picture was of my grandfather who passed last year. His death was the first in my life of someone I was very close with and it forced me to consider how I conceptualize death and its utter finality. I have no religious beliefs and no belief in an afterlife, so I’ve only had the option of thinking about death from a biological standpoint. Unfortunately, this hasn’t brought me much solace. Because of this, the idea of death has always been a wonder of mine, sitting silently in the back of my consciousness until I have reason to consider its greater implications.
With this thought it mind, I decided I would like to express my experience attempting to conceptualize death throughout different points in my life, some of which I’ve reached and some I haven’t. The series of photographs I’ve made are of individuals of increasing age with Graves positioned in different areas of each scene. However, the photograph, Graves, is always out of focus to represent two concepts. One, that my concept of death is not fully focused, and most likely won’t be for the majority of my life. And two, that death is not the subject of my focus on a daily basis but rather when an event, like a death, occurs that forces me to consider it again. While I wish that through this project I was able to develop a more concrete concept of death, it did spur conversations with others about the topic. This has helped me to remember that conceptualizing death is a nearly universal struggle and is not a phenomenon whose questions are easily answered.
I absolutely love this picture. It's easily my favorite of all time. To me it looks like the first one that seams like it could take me somewhere and i'm not just kidding myself.
After dropping off my submissions for the small works show I noticed the light. I don't think that I captured the gold contrasting the shadows cast.
#9 of 365: Self-reflections. Me and my boy Shane were chopping it up after class today. We spoke about a lot of things but one topic that stuck with me was the topic of changes. Changes happen with every move we make, with every second, everyday of our lives. Our present moment is simply a stamp on our timeline. Sometimes you look back and you may hate the way you were but "hey, at least you know you're progressing." That's what Shane said.
PS: I obviously need to learn how to use photoshop.
Today I worked myself up over what I thought was the expectations of others, but turned out to be simply the expectations I had for myself.
I feel like life right now is about trying to figure out who the real "me" is when you peel away the labels that have become attached to the person I am---co-worker, roommate, friend, sister, daughter...etc.
It appears I still have some self-reflecting to come...but what better space to do it than the 365?
For FGR, Self-Reflection (thanks Maite for provoking my thoughts!)
The piece makes a self-reflection about everyday conflicts, contradictory desires that constantly fight against the present. A woman who fights for her identity and who tries, in vain, to get rid of the conflicts (bodices) that human relationships and society impose on her.
The bodices are a metaphor that talks about the impossibility of facing these daily conflicts. The superimposition of layers and layers that dress that doll-woman until it isolates her from the world around her.
The constant feature of the installation is a loneliness feeling. It talks about all the concerns we have that come from our survival instinct, in a world that is everyday more individualized.
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Photo: Krisztina Turna //CHB
It's not very often that I'm in the photo since I'm usually the one behind the camera. I was using my husband as a guinea pig the other night while I played around with the flash and had to laugh when I realized that I'd caught myself in the photo too.
• Self Reflection •
So yesterday I had to come to terms with the fact that the trip was over. I'm still processing every sight I've seen, internalizing the experience. I realized exactly how much growth I've experienced in such a short time, and to reflect on the images I came home with is a huge deal to me. I've got so much left to share, and I hope you'll enjoy living vicariously through my experiences.
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(July 25, 2017)
I wanted to have a reflection of my subject so I went and took two photos and edited them together in photoshop.
Ubud, Bali
Following raucous partying, cannon fire and fireworks, the ogoh-ogoh effigies are set ablaze. From 6 a.m. until 6 a.m. the next morning, Nyepi is a day reserved for self-reflection. The main restrictions are: no lighting fires (and lights must be kept low); no working; no entertainment or pleasure; no traveling; and for some, no talking or eating at all. Bali’s usually bustling streets are empty and few signs of activity are seen even inside homes. The only people to be seen outdoors are the Pecalang, traditional security men who patrol the streets to ensure the prohibitions are being followed.