Memory of my Grandad
This location is significant for me because it reminds me of when I was in primary school and my Grandad picked my brother and I up from school, i wasn't able to see my Grandad very often since he lived in Coventry, which made this moment extra special. These photos remind me of when the world seemed much simpler and safer, which is why I have edited some with photoshop to make the reflection seem like how I remember it as a child.
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ReplyDeleteThis is great ...i love the one with the clouds these create powerful atmosphere check out El Greco 's painting of Toledo you have something of that. Have a look
ReplyDeleteKeep trying different combinations may be take some objects , ( e.gphotos in frame/)down to the canal for example ...and photo in locations .. Don't forget you can email, i'l check the email on Fridays days ..
This is really interesting use of reflection.... ...just keep going with different formal inventions , ......and permutations.... location objects focus framing ..and now manipulation ..i like how you have done this in a subtle way (FORM),,,,,exploring your subject (the CONTENT )
ReplyDeletefrom your recent photo i was reminded of a poem by Thomas Treherne...
there is an article with photos here coincidentally about this poem...don't forget you can reference different art forms like poetry and its good to do this,,,,,,, i emailed you also a painting that related to your work ,,,
Link
https://www.theguardian.com/books/booksblog/2010/dec/20/poem-of-the-week-thomas-traherne
i can't put a live link on here but you can paste the url into the address box... this is the poem
ReplyDeleteShadows in the Water
In unexperienced infancy
Many a sweet mistake doth lie:
Mistake though false, intending true;
A seeming somewhat more than view;
That doth instruct the mind
In things that lie behind,
And many secrets to us show
Which afterwards we come to know.
Thus did I by the water's brink
Another world beneath me think;
And while the lofty spacious skies
Reverséd there, abused mine eyes,
I fancied other feet
Came mine to touch or meet;
As by some puddle I did play
Another world within it lay.
Beneath the water people drowned,
Yet with another heaven crowned,
In spacious regions seemed to go
As freely moving to and fro:
In bright and open space
I saw their very face;
Eyes, hands and feet they had like mine;
Another sun did with them shine.
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'Twas strange that people there should walk,
And yet I could not hear them talk:
That through a little watery chink,
Which one dry ox or horse might drink,
We other worlds should see,
Yet not admitted be;
And other confines there behold
Of light and darkness, heat and cold.
I called them oft, but called in vain;
No speeches we could entertain:
Yet did I there expect to find
Some other world, to please my mind.
I plainly saw by these
A new antipodes,
Whom, though they were so plainly seen,
A film kept off that stood between.
By walking men's reverséd feet
I chanced another world to meet;
Though it did not to view exceed
A phantom, 'tis a world indeed,
Where skies beneath us shine,
And earth by art divine
Another face presents below,
Where people's feet against ours go.
Within the regions of the air,
Compassed about with heavens fair,
Great tracts of land there may be found
Enriched with fields and fertile ground;
Where many numerous hosts
In those far distant coasts,
For other great and glorious ends
Inhabit, my yet unknown friends.
O ye that stand upon the brink,
Whom I so near me through the chink
With wonder see: what faces there,
Whose feet, whose bodies, do ye wear?
I my companions see
In you, another me.
They seeméd others, but are we;
Our second selves these shadows be.
Thomas Traherne