[self-portrait and pictures symbolizing the will to travel in the covid-19 pandemic]
[there was night and there were shadows in the night … there was a saint who lost his head … there was a kitchen chimney that spewed white smoke in the dark of night … deep are the shadows of night … there was a man who stood in front of a glass window looking at his shadow in the night … but there was a chimney from the kitchen that spewed white smoke into the dark shadows of the night]
Why do we do so many self-portraits? Are we photographing who we are, who we were or who we want to be? Would these photographic images that we generate be, nothing more, and for one or several reasons, the specters of the people we were, who we are or who we will be one day be? Maybe self-portraits represent more ‘the other side of the coin’ or how authentic or inauthentic we are… how mutants we are… or how nomadic we are… how wanderers we were, are and will be?
Do you feel uninspired for photography? Try something else… try self-portrait. Continue reading “Self-portraits”