This week we assigned a project to shoot experimental photos in the style of some photographers we had discussed in class. We covered people like Duane Michals, Gregory Crewdson, Andreas Gursky, and Cindy Sherman. For the photos I tried to do something similar to the style of Michals. It was late tonight when I got this shot along with a series of others. I saw her wall and the dramatic light that illuminates the art work on the wall and the bed. I worked with this lighting, using the shadows and in other images a slow shutter speed to create blurs and false double exposures. I wanted to convey this idea of sleep and what is real and what is just a dream. The figure is dark, completely shadowed, up from the bed. Is the figure real and awake or just a shadow from a dream?
Today started off at about 5 a.m. with the most godawful fire alarm going off. We were forced to evacuate our building and stand outside for about a half hour waiting for one police officer, who showed up alarmingly late, to walk the entire building and find what was causing it to go off. It turned out to be an oven that was spewing black smoke, because apparently 5 a.m. is the ideal hour to bake. We got to go back in and then I was awakened at 9 a.m. to (surprise, surprise) another fire alarm. And I slept over my first class and missed the lecture over the next assignment. So today was a little bit rough, but hey here’s some pretty yellow flowers to cheer everyone up.
For some reason I could not sleep tonight. I was not tired, though I should have been, and I was completely restless. I tossed and turned and tried but just couldn’t fall asleep. So I got up and walked downstairs with this book. I’ve been reading it for a while and it hasn’t been the easiest to get through. But reading a book has always helped me slow down and relax. It calms me down and helps me sleep. I don’t know why, but it always works.
Today I got to visit Brandy and see this adorable little guy. It was really good getting to just hang out with Brandy. We didn’t go shoot or go on a big adventure. We just talked and watched MTV all afternoon. It was good to talk and vent and listen to each other. We always seem to meet up with each other when we really need each other. And of course it was great to see little Oliver, though he just slept the majority of the time.
It’s interesting how a queen size bed once seemed just right for me and now it’s too big. It now feels empty when I lay in it and the pillow next to mine is empty. When her head isn’t resting on it. It feels empty when I don’t feel her next to me. We’ll be apart a lot this summer with work and her being an hour away. It’s weird how about six months ago it was hard to share a bed with her and now it’s beginning to be odd if we aren’t in the same bed. So tonight I fall asleep with the pillow next to me empty, wishing it wasn’t.
I havn’t posted due to being sick. I caught whatever has been going around strep, bronchitis or resp. infection, perhaps all three in one. I’ve been able to work and sleep and even those have been troublesome. I picked up … Continue reading
Sleep is a wonderful thing. It’s the perfect escape. To be able to get away from everything and just sleep. Simple, peaceful, quiet rest. It’s healing and calming. Have you ever watched someone sleep? Even if it was just for a moment. Their face is serene. There’s no worry, no pain, no fear or sadness. Just peace. A sleeping person is a beautiful, honest, innocent thing. Sleep can be intimate too. Like when two people sleep together. It’s a beautiful thing. Two people together, holding each other in their arms, asleep. It’s nothing sexual. It’s affectionate, it’s loving, it’s tender.