Monday, January 25, 2016



For our first assignment, we were to take one hundred pictures that tell a story. Not necessarily just one story, but really that each picture should attempt to tell a story. The funny thing is that it's not the picture that tells the story, it's the audience. Sure the artist can tell them selves that this or that story is being conveyed, but that story must be understood and most people do not have the same visual language. We all learn from our favorite media forms and stories told in those forms. For example, I enjoy sequential art. Comic books. I also enjoy film, surrealist art, and ancient epic literature. It's pretty rare to see all of those things at once, but they have taught me to see the world in certain tropes. Where I see the beginnings of a tessellating pattern, like the rhythmic meter of homer, other's might just see a pile of outdoor furniture.

I took my one hundred pictures, and I took every single opportunity to at least try to tell a story. I think that in some ways, I was taking a story. I learned that I like to take pictures of very small things. Textures and micro-landscapes. I really regret not breaking out some miniature models or action figures to try to force the majestic in the images. On the other hand, I also learned that I really know nothing about photography. Aperture? f-stop? still a little lost on how those things influence the photograph. My favorite picture that I took was this unsettling gem:

There's nature and then there's what we have. What we should be taking pride in? I'll let the audience tell me what is in the picture. While I take the story.

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