Now the symposium is over, I can concentrate entirely on my final project. I have quite a few ideas that are very clear in my mind, but am not sure which one to expand on for my final project.
I have talked about using my great great uncle’s archive, with its extensive collection of interesting stories, not only of interest to me and family members, but are a small part of British history. Because of the amount of different stories and the amount of resources I have that tell these stories, including photographs, letters, postcards and diary entries, I need to find a way that incorporates them all without confusion. I like the idea of incorporating William S Burrough’s cut up technique to these artefacts, photographing and re-photographing them into a crazy mosaic image. This is something I want to experiment with, and have booked some studio time to do this.
I have thought about expanding on my phonar work about my family using the same technique. I want to try and create a visual representation of the relationship I have with my brother and sister, a relationship I feel is quite unique. With this, I have to consider my audience, would it really be of interest to anyone else but me and my family? This is something I need to be careful of. Because I am so close to the subject, I need to keep sharing it with my colleagues in order to make it more accessible to my audience.
I have been continually working on small personal projects. Because of the symposium, with extensive research, writing and very little practical work, I have kept myself busy by doing small projects. As soon as I have an idea, I act upon it. It makes sense to. The more ideas I start to make physical helps me decide on what I want to expand on and what I want to focus on.
I have been doing a project on lost photographs. I have been collecting old photographs from online auctions, and it just seems so deeply sad that these very personal memories are being sold for money, and not much at that. A price is being put on people’s memories. These photographs have lost their owners, and I just find this so upsetting. The people within the images no longer have an identity. They are separate from the subject, the owner and the keeper; they are lost. This project is quite morbid, but I find it hard to find something positive in something so tragic.
I am also working on a small project (which I plan on shooting in April) about childhood memories that are not documented. I want to go back to where I grew up and revisit the places where I have happy memories of playing with friends or even alone, but was so absorbed in the fantasy of play. This is a state I cannot reach again now that I am an adult. This is a comment on the feeling of nostalgia, a moment that scrapes against the soul because it is gone for good. This child-like state, seeing the beauty and potential in places that are seemingly ordinary and dull, is no longer ours. Again, I guess this is quite a morbid subject, but I have wanted to tackle this subject since college. I nearly pursued a subject similar in college, but now I feel I have the knowledge and research capabilities to successfully flesh out an idea that is both personal and universal.
So, with all of these ideas, I have decided to dip into all of them. Why not? I am not wasting time as such, I am creating work relevant to my research, it will all be portfolio worthy and I will have something to present as my final project.