It's been said, "necessity is the mother of invention". No one knows exactly who said that but some site Mark Twain. That quote evolved from, of all people, Plato who said, "Our need will be the real creator".
I would like to further modify that and say limitation is the mother of invention or the real creator.
Often we think of limitations imposed on us by others (i.e. parents, authorities, governing bodies, social norms etc.) but there is another self imposed limitation and that is the direction I'm moving in with my image making. Before my camera work has always been shot in the 3:2/4:6 frame format and if I wanted something different I would crop that raw file before moving further in the editing phase.
I've decided to upend that by only shooting in 1:1 frame format. Yesterday and today were my first days limiting myself in this way. It's interesting how looking at the view screen and seeing only a square image changes how you think about seeing. In some ways it's changed my subject matter. In other ways it's changed how I photograph the same old subjects that I would photograph before in the more familiar landscape/portrait format. I'm still interested in the same things it's just that I am seeing them differently. And it's not like I see them one way and they deliberately change how I want to see them via cropping. I'm actually forcing myself to see them squared.
I don't know how long I'll do this but it will be for some length of time to see how this will change the way I see and perceive things over time as I get more used to this square format.
Todays images are of palms of my left and right hand. An abstract, inverted presentation that I find interesting. Again these images were shot square format /raw. Editing in Photoshop.
man out of place
I find myself in a strange situation.
I am dead yet my body does not know it.
Looking at the world about me I no longer recognize….
What should be familiar is strange and unknowable.
There was a time when I would have relished
the strangeness and foreignness of this lifes situation….
I actually find it unnerving.
It seems that any foundation or rootedness
that would have grounded me during such times
has been swept away…
so completely and with a sense of finality
that even when I go to familiar places or spaces,
I do not recognize them. I see familiar faces and hear familiar voices
but they only seem to be echoes of a past long gone.
I may as well be a foreigner in a strange land.
Nothing matters as I am no longer connected…
I am truly a man
out of place
in space and time…
not knowing how it happened
or how to change it.
Should it be changed?
I suppose time will tell.
What will the future hold?
What will I look like
in the end?
What will the world look like
in the end?
Our humanity will be changed,
but will it be for the better
in the end?
Will we look back as through a glass darkly
and say “Who was that?”
In the end.
My life has become abstracted beyond recognition…
I put one foot in front of the other….
For over 20 years I’ve had a shaved head and a mustache usually with a goatee tuft under my lower lip. But this year has been all about change. Change both wanted and unwanted. I decided changing my look was part of a change I wanted. So now my hair is shoulder length and I have a full beard. I’ve gotten in touch with my inner Walt Whitman (one of my favorite American Poets). I took this selfie with my iPhone and processed it in photoshop. Pleased enough with the outcome to use it as my new avatar profile image for my sites. Enjoy.