When Art Imitates Life
Yesterday I posted a photo on my other blog with a few lines describing my recent quandary with a certain four-year-old. Nothing terrible, just terribly trying. I thought it was interesting that many of the comments over there mentioned that my struggle was somewhat evident in my photo, no explanation necessary. It was so nice to feel understood in that way. A picture is sometimes really worth a thousand words--none of them spoken--all just translated intuitively through visual communication. I take great comfort in that—in the power of the capture.
Over the weekend, during a low moment, I stepped outside for a little fresh air therapy when right near my front door these tender leaves caught my eye. Tiny droplets from the previous night’s rain were catching the only glimmer of light offered by the morning diffused with weather. The leaves looked so delicate and sweet. It wasn’t until I pulled the images up on my monitor that I noticed a sadness, as the frail foliage seemed to be weighed down with each drop, weary of the burden. I felt through the image what I felt myself.
So, does all this mean we do truly create photographs that mirror the state we’re in? Do we shoot saddled with our sorrow, or jubilant with joy allowing our intimate vulnerabilities to be exposed through our work? Or, do we instead shoot through our exhaustion and despite our weariness in order to seek some kind of clarity, powerful enough to lift us from our fog? Perhaps it’s all dependent on the very moment we click and what we needed more; to express ourselves or to save ourselves.
If you’ve got a shot that speaks volumes for you, you know we’d love for you to share it.
Reader Comments (34)
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I thank you Sisters again for all of the inspiration. I am so thrilled that you are here :)
This picture isn't sad or tired to me at all. It looks clean and restful.
Maybe your weariness with your burden is what you are seeing because that is how you feel right now. I bet if you come back in six months, this picture will say something completely different to you.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/7898099@N07/2292985365/
I have two of these pics that come to my mind right away.
The first... a sunflower my roommate and I planted, very unsure whether we could make it grow. Well, it grew and I remember seeing it in mid-bloom and couldn't resist a picture. So it was priceless to see it DURING its growth process and then once it was done, I walked outside and caught it facing the sunlight, bright and big. Very symbolic to me. Here....
http://www.flickr.com/photos/marycalissa/2249967949
And second... this simple picture. I can so often relate to the bear. I have a full-color version, but I really liked how the selective color turned out... I feel like it brings out the plight of the forgotten bear tossed aside. I think this is one of my favorite pictures on a personal level.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/marycalissa/2256700444
http://www.wineonthekeyboard.com/2008/02/26/introducing-summer-weather/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/toyfoto/526939982/
And also that sometimes people just can't quite translate the language.
I find that happens a lot in art. Some images speak volumes to one person but only whisper to others.
Thank you and all the Sisters for this site. There are no words for how inspirational it is.
I have the spring planting bug bad and even here in Texas it's just too soon. My daughter and I have started seeds inside so here is my image of hope and growth for the day.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/23899543@N08/2292227003/
http://www.flickr.com/photo_exif.gne?id=2292244753
http://cotterpinhouse.wordpress.com/2008/02/26/we-interrupt-this-regularly-scheduled-program/
I took a picture of a crocus in our yard yesterday - a spot of color in the dry winter grass. I really love how the petals are cupped, eagerly waiting, hoping to catch sunlight on an overcast day.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/mrs-eaves/2291989259/
http://www.flickr.com/photos/cherryfizzy/2293466619/
lovely shots,everyone!
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http://www.flickr.com/photos/carmensandiego/2286714053/
I just wonder what this little guy is thinking? does he think "oh what a beautiful sunset" like I do?
~simply~
"we interpret photos based on where we are standing, what we have been through, where we feel we are going."
I think this is such a true part of the translation of images.
I also wanted to show you the image BEFORE I put it through Light Room and tweaked it. It feels more hopeless in the original.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/maypapers/2294478750/
So maybe as I processed it I was lightening up the mood--giving myself a little hope in the madness of it all. Who knows. But I love musing on it.
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http://krystynheide.com/blog/2008/2/26/when-life-imitates-life.html
I find that photography helps to lift my mood - especially if I'm having a craptastic day. It enables me to see the beauty in small things that I may otherwise pass by. I'm always happier after taking pictures. This one I took to relieve the stress from packing for a big trip.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/peculiarmomma/1362477165/
When my little ones are giving me trouble I take out the camera and start shooting. I find they clam up pretty fast. Plus, I can show it to their dates when they are teenagers. ;O)
http://www.flickr.com/photos/peculiarmomma/431651644/
When I started my new blog in January, I had just started exploring the small towns surrounding my city and taking pictures of what I found in the old downtown areas and the houses that surround them. I was connecting that desire to wanting to hold the memory of my grandparents and linking it to the present for my daughter, but I didn't think about it being a mirror for "the state I'm in." It sure is, though. I drive around and look at these houses, taking pictures and dreaming of the day when I'll have my own.
We have lived in apartments in three different states over the last 3 years, so it's no wonder I'm longing for a permanent home.
http://springtreeroad.typepad.com/springtreeroad/2008/02/oliver-springs.html
http://makemineaquad.wordpress.com/2008/02/26/move-away-from-your-screen/
peace. sleep. calm. restfulness. gemutlichkeit. time for myself.
this is my life
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round and round and round and round. chasing my tail. never reaching my objectives. collapsing into bed at the end of the day feeling like i've failed. failed to clean the house, failed to listen to my children, failed to have that quiet cup of coffee with my boyfriend. As i sit here, i have a head full of thoughts. I have a house viewing tomorrow. I need to clean, i need to plant the herbs i bought today in the garden, i need to pack Izzy's gym kit, i need to phone the nursery about that cheque, i need to, i need to, always i need to .. never i did.
http://mothernaturesdaughter.blogspot.com/2008/02/was-checking-out-shutter-sisters-as-i.html
I've looked at this image many times today, admiring the gesture of the leaf, loving the string-of-pearls water droplets in the background, envying the fact you've got droplets when I've got more flakes coming! In a way, it's like a haiku -- really compact, really evocative.
http://www.flickr.com/photos/tanyamills/2295317450/
When I took this one, I was feeling overwhelmed with love for my husband and son:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/momofthreewi/2286427203/in/set-72157603976765521/