My subject was Loneliness. I first started by approaching it with by shooting at a disclosed spot with my friend bri. I tried to capture loneliness through the sub category of rage. Rage ties into loneliness without a question because how long can we stand being alone? Do we not crave to have more than just living our life, treading it in our own accord? For awhile it's golden, all we have is just ourselves until we lose our sanity and call it quits to everything. Escalating down in rows of sporadic consciences to say fuck you to the world it's not worth it, but just shows how much rage we have under our skin that we collect over time if we have no one to open up to, or even communicate with.
The photograph with the piano player was not planned. I was walking around the commons of vcu and was wondering " hmmm.... who could symbolize loneliness". I thus heard music coming 300 paces away and followed it. Making my turns into a corridor; I caught this man playing beautiful music. He played away and had no care in the world for anybody. He embodied the beauty of seclusion and I was dumbfounded that nobody was there to even see this magical display; it was ludicrous. Approaching him I asked if it'd be okay to take his picture, and without a word he nodded as he continued to play. Shooting him song after song, The shot of him perfected each time. After shooting him and playing his last song, he escaped the world that he secluded himself in and we tangled ourselves into conversation for a solid 30 minutes, and from the way he spoke, played, and disposition; I knew he was one of the most intelligent people I have ever met thus far.
The final picture I saw appropriate to end this critque. Here I am on a night drive... I hate them so much, turning my music to maximum to keep me company, looking into stoplights, staring at others in cars to see how they feel; We all look the same. Empty Pilots and nothing more...Where am I going? Am I really going to drive home to an empty bed, watch a movie to incite a feeling that hasn't been present in forever, fall asleep in the cold darkness wishing for comfort that's far away, as impending thoughts of an over analytical mind race with no one to share with until the next day. Then that next day , you just want to release but sometimes you have to hold it in because you put everyone before yourself and put their happiness before yours; killing you each and everyday until you snap into the sub species of rage. This is my little jab at loneliness for there's more to it I believe that I could capture, but for now I am happy with the way all my shots panned out to be.
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