Mostly still unedited and shot the same day as the gestures (such a busy day). I do think I like the square format more for these.
Still haven’t thought up a proper name.
Mostly still unedited and shot the same day as the gestures (such a busy day). I do think I like the square format more for these.
Still haven’t thought up a proper name.
I don’t know what to call this series. A collision between synesthesia, optical illusions, and my wanting to say something queer.
From my early sketches, I decided the simplest thing to do would be taping the ribbons around the lens barrel; the front of it being my picture plane.
I was so enthusiastic to try this out, I didn’t verify the radiator and electrical outlet were out of the shot.
I hadn’t actually considered the ribbons could be used like a color filter. I think I’ll be playing with this using long exposures and maybe try out some stop animations.
I also played with it in conjunction with my new kaleidoscopic prism filters. These turned out unbelievably cool:
Like… I hadn’t even thought about what would happen to the lines and sense of movement.
I’ve had thoughts about using ribbons in my art for a while now.
There’s a narrative aspect: a robotic pop star that integrates itself into the network of machines in a studio hall. These internet connections seen as colored lines, connecting it to cameras, stage lights, mechanical backup dancers… Information traveling over waves of light (synesthesia once more).
There’s also a curious folklore aspect of threads:
China has the red thread of fate (or marriage).
Ancient Greece featured the Moirai taking care of one’s life thread.
And, I would be remiss to not mention the most prominent memory I have of ribbons: Sailor Moon.
Common in shoujo, ribbons act as a symbol of girlhood and femininity.
So, given all that, how should I go about integrating them into my work? And I did consider following my initial gut: wrapping myself up in multicolored threads.
But, that image from childhood… The lines extending out to the edges of the frame… Perspective lines extending from the subject to envelop the viewer…
It’s hard to articulate how impactful studying drawing has been on my photography work. Knowing how things like foreshortening work in drawing has really changed how I treat the picture plane my camera captures.
Creating compositions rather than just capturing them.
Been trying to articulate how to describe my experiences with synesthesia and it’s interactions with my ADHD.
First, I don’t usually see colors. Well, beside the weird stuff my migraines give me. Should probably talk about that at some point.
But, with really complex music that has my full attention? Yeah, that makes ribbons of effectively random colors dart about the place. The line paths? shapes? reflect the pitch and rhythm of an individual instrument.
It’s a bit like seeing party streamers all exploding at a parade.
… Anyway, just because the colors I see are random, doesn’t mean my brain isn’t going to categorize them anyway. Colors, for me, envelop entire disciplines: