A Slice of Time, Experience Shared: The Inside Story
RENDERED IN BLACK & white, the image of a 10-year-old momento in her photoblog invokes a mood that creates a pseudo presence, inciting us to reverie on the good ole days...
I find the shots with windows particularly fascinating. As a symbol, windows hold myriad meanings that elicit curiosity and invite speculation. They promise an interesting human interest story within.
Whether we are conscious of it or not, we all have an intuitive feeling about the windows we see. We’ll either like them, dislike them, or feel ambivalent about them. One can view windows as expressing openness or expressing fear of exposure. They can also represent interaction with the exterior environment or, in the case of shuttered and grilled windows, a defense against invasion.
I find the shots with windows particularly fascinating. As a symbol, windows hold myriad meanings that elicit curiosity and invite speculation. They promise an interesting human interest story within.
Whether we are conscious of it or not, we all have an intuitive feeling about the windows we see. We’ll either like them, dislike them, or feel ambivalent about them. One can view windows as expressing openness or expressing fear of exposure. They can also represent interaction with the exterior environment or, in the case of shuttered and grilled windows, a defense against invasion.
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The ultimate wisdom of her window and tree shadows shots is that they present a surface that invites me to think: “Are they adorned with curtains? Are they bare? And if they have curtains, are the materials cold, cheerful, utilitarian, old...” Thus they make me feel and intuit... what is beyond it, the true story behind the shutters and panes...
And, as if in opppositional commentary to the 'defensiveness' of those two shots, the blogger fling her mental windows wide open and invites comments. and interacting with her reader-viewers, avails herself to potentially enriching perspectives to inform and hone her craft.
Related: The Photographing Eye.
Disclaimer:
The A Slice of Time, Experience Shared blog series is not motivated by any need or desire to please or displease any particular Photographing Eye. It is just a record of my own speculations about particular images I have found remarkable or thought-provoking. The observations are purely based on my own personal interpretations and intuitions.
And, as if in opppositional commentary to the 'defensiveness' of those two shots, the blogger fling her mental windows wide open and invites comments. and interacting with her reader-viewers, avails herself to potentially enriching perspectives to inform and hone her craft.
Related: The Photographing Eye.
Disclaimer:
The A Slice of Time, Experience Shared blog series is not motivated by any need or desire to please or displease any particular Photographing Eye. It is just a record of my own speculations about particular images I have found remarkable or thought-provoking. The observations are purely based on my own personal interpretations and intuitions.
posted by percolator | 1:45 PM
2 Comments:
as i commented there, i like the juxtaposition of the window and the car.
one suggesting confinement, the other mobility.
black n white, and deepened shadows is how i'd edit it.
thanks for the link, perky.
Mmm... I'm enjoying these alternative views and insights very much...different ways of seeing the same things.
ageless,
Outside in and inside out... duality and binary opposites.
Windows as symbol of infinite possibilities. And rich in intrigue and speculation... Why, it makes perfect sense. Outside in... a voyeuristic, kaypoh, carefree spirit...
Inside out... a constrained, restricted, captive spirit. The infinite possibilities to the goldmione of narratives within...
spot,
I must say I missed that car.. a juxtaposition of mobiity vs confinement as a clear binary opposite.
What's more amazing the whole composition was 'accidental' since Vivian seemed to have captured something she obviously thought worth noticing, but wasn't exactly quite sure what about it was so. And life is so often like that isn't it?
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