Week 46: Memories

Often times I like to work from my own memories.  Comparing past places to what they look like in the present, bitter-sweetness which comes with the passing of time, and loss.  I think it’s pretty safe to say that a lot of my work conveys messages such as these.  Sometimes, however, I like to work at examining other’s memories, and a little exploring will do just the trick for that.

So, you know, finals went ok, but not super great.  My digital photography class was one of my problem classes, sadly.  I had a great idea of working at the beach, with a model, and capturing some really whimsical and charming images….but my model canceled on me.  Sad, but I understand — she was busy with finals as well.  It still sucked having to start from square one with only about a week before my project was due.  So back to the drawing board.

I started thinking about things that I liked, or that I’ve always wanted to do.  A good suggestion from my professor, particularly for someone like me who has been getting pretty stumped lately.  So going with that, “something I’ve always wanted to do”, at least for a while now, were those beach pictures.  Scratch that.  So what do I like to do?  Well, one thing that I’ve been missing were my little excursions to some abandoned buildings.  So, with my friend in tow, I set out to find an interesting place that we could sneak in to.

Going in to these places, I’m always trying to do more than take some interesting, yet arbitrary, pictures.  I’ve always found it interesting when one of two things happens to these buildings.  If the building is taken over by nature, with vines, and trees, and flowers completely engulfing it, I find it so interesting, and a bit ironic, that we’ve taken from nature to build this structure, only for it to be discarded, materials wasted, and for nature to reclaim it.  The other interesting scenario is when I can find little “artifacts”, as I like to call them, of who may have been in this space before.  I’m sure just about everyone passes by a building or space which has just been left to decay on a regular basis.  Do you ever stop to wonder what that place was, what it could have meant to someone, or what they may have used it for?  Or do you ever wonder who the person or persons were that used to inhabit this space, and what happened to them?  Did they just give up?  Move on, or even pass on?  It’s so mysterious when you stop to think about it.  I’m sure with some research, answers may be found in some cases, but what’s the true story?  That’s what I like to look for.

So while driving around, we headed towards the southern part of Maryland.  We passed by an old favorite of mine, but it had been blocked off, and you could see that the area was starting to change a bit.  So further off the grid we went, and we started to get to some pretty interesting farm land areas.  Farm land?  Yeah, we’ve got a lot of that around here once you get to a certain area.  With that comes some of those dilapidated barns filled with interesting things.  We had to pass a few by, because you can’t just park on the side of a busy road and mosey on in these places, but finally found the perfect spot; a place a little off the road, and a long driveway which wound around the barn.

So here are the images from that trip.  It seems like it was a little storage barn for a farm, but also for a farmer’s market.  Quite cute in it’s heyday, I’m sure, but very sad and decaying now.   The light was beautiful on what was another unseasonably warm day for the area.  I’m happy to have used that to my advantage in a lot of these shots.  Though I feel I know a little more about this space, I’m still wondering just what happened to this farmer.  What do you think?  Enjoy!

 

 

Week 13: Close Call

Another interesting concept for another interesting week.  I think the correlation of it being week 13 and “close call” is pretty funny.  Is it a “lucky 13” or a play on “Friday the 13th”?  I suppose that depends on what your definition of a close call is.  Maybe it’s narrowly escaping disaster, or an intentional flirt with death.  Try Google-ing “close calls”, and you’ll be pretty entertained with the images, as I was, and for a little longer than I would like to admit!  A lot are nature related, which reminded me of some of my possible “close call” images that I have.  Is it strange that I kind of want to go out in the ocean to see if I could have a close call with a shark for this week’s assignment?  I mean clearly, some of the google results were fake, but others are crazy!  Makes me a little wary about going into the ocean, but don’t worry, that’s not going to stop me.

The images that I found in my portfolio are far less exciting, but still gave me the feeling of “close call”.  When I see certain things in nature, or even while I’m just out and about, I make these subconscious decisions about what is happening in the situation.  Looking at my pictures below, the piece of fabric on a nail makes me think that someone was running, trying to escape something or someone else, and they just barely made it.  When looking at animals, I always assume that something is chasing it.  Fish, for example, only ever jump out of the water because something is chasing them!  I mean, it’s not like they jump out for any other reason (just kidding, clearly they may be doing some “fishing” of their own for a meal).  Also, whenever I see a large group of birds suddenly flying away from a tree, or hear a lot of chirping and squawking going on, for some reason my mind goes to “there’s a snake in that tree attacking the birds!”  Don’t ask me where that comes from — it’s a little weird, I know.  So enjoy my (possibly) fabricated “close call” pics below, while I start thinking of a good idea for this week!