July 19, 2011

developing the camera obscura, by hanging tracing paper to abstract the projection.

Watching the only movement, which in this case was the clouds. These images are up-side-down, just to really confuse everyone.

here you can see the 8mm diametre hole and the image is of the street below and around.

For those who know Folkestone, the up-side-down trees are the top of the Bayle.

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This is a photo (long exposure) of my shadow blocking the projection of the camera obscura in my studio. I painted the floor white where the edge of the projection lands to help the clarity of the image.

 

My studio is currently blacked out of all light, except through one hole. It is  exactly the same as a camera or an eye. All vision perceived is via the phenomena of camera obscura; the weirdness of the light passing through a hole and somehow projecting itself again against the walls, film, photographic paper or retina.

When photgraphing the image for the sake of documentation, I became aware that the camera could have its’ moment of perception prolonged to 30 seconds or even indefinatley. This is unlike our eye and our rate of perception. We can blink to still an image into our heads, but we cannot do what the camera does. So I have begun to explore the possibility that photographs are not an honest represenation of reality, but are infact utterly unnatural. Life does not stop. If you look at a photo of a child, for example, they never stay still like they do in a photo (unless asleep), but the freeze-frame enables us to see an essence of that child that would be otherwise unpeceivable.

It reminds me alot of a Wim Wenders film, “Until the end of the world”, when the main character invents a machine that he ends up being able to view his own dreams on in film format.

I feel there is an overwhelming amount of photographic imagery around us, especially with facebook. We are being mind moulded into thinking photos are a true representation of reality. I see now that they are not. I am interested in developing this passgage of thinking.