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Showing posts with label transparencies. Show all posts
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Friday, 30 March 2012

Light boxes

Been finishing off my light boxes and preparing my space for assessment this week. I'll be showing 5 boxes (3 of which light up) and a projection work. Will photograph my space when I do all the finishing touches... but here are some pictures of my light boxes as they are right now. There will be 5 in total, I just have to get one more picture printed and mounted into its box, and get wire ties to tidy all the wiring up, then I'll be done. The three boxes that light up have laser engraved text into the images. All texts were taken from my summer project, where I documented every visit to my Gran in hospital and her empty house.

"Some other people joined me when I was in the visitors' room. They were telling me how their Mother was dying and had been there for 4 months. They told me to pray to god and then Granny will get better. I did not find their advice terribly helpful. Granny will never be getting home, she will almost certainly not be getting better, and telling me a load of shite about religion will not save her from that.";

"There was a scab on her lip and her mouth was just hanging open, her head tilted back. We each held her hand and she sort of responded. Her hand was so soft and warm; it seemed so strange.";

"She was just babbling nonsense again, and then went into her handbag to look for things, but then I thought she was falling asleep. Her eyes rolled back, her mouth hung open, and she shook. Mum says she was probably having a small fit.";


Sorry about the poor quality images, they're very hard to photograph!

Thursday, 2 February 2012

Third year, semester 2, week three

Some scans of what I've been upto over the past few days. Photographed some colour 5x4 transparencies over the light boxes on 120 film, as I wasnt enjoying the whole instillation route the light boxes were going down. One of the quotes is from Camera Lucida by Roland Barthes where he speaks of his mothers death, and the other is from a book by Max Kondola, containing photographs of, and short texts about his fathers death.




Starting to get my dissertation research underway, so I may not be updating this as much as I would like over the next few months. I'm hoping to have the first draft written by the end of summer/ beginning of fourth year. I'm basing it on the parallels between photography and death, which I hope will form a 'personal philosophy' towards photography which I will base my fourth year practice on. Lots of things floating around in my head right now.