“Blowing Off Reality” is based on a movie I watched called Akira Kurosawa Dreams. It’s one of my favorite Japanese Films of all time. The movie is made of short films of Japanese Forklore and the different stages of the director’s life. When I watched the movie after my mom died, I realized it was all the stories my mom told me growing up about Japanese Folklore. The moral dilemma of the human condition. It is truly magical realism at it’s best, just like the edit up above. Only children 5 and under can mix these two worlds together, when they seem to loose it as they get older. When we’re old, the magical realism seems to come back to us again or when we are close to dying. I experienced this when my mom was dying of how she saw the world drift away from her. This is the reason why I’m really enjoying the days of Vida being 5 years old. When Vida turns 6 all this will slowly start to go away…ass she blows it all into the wind.
When I watch Boyce do something it’s like “The Whipping Of Time” has ran across the room. He was getting ready for his play that night. I was going to go with him early so he could get ready for make up for the play. He was whipping all over the play to the point you get exhausted watching him run around in a frenzy. Boyce is just full of energy and can’t keep still at all. The only time I can get him to keep still is when I take a picture of him. That’s when Boyce understands to keep still for a moment.
When I was watching Boyce’s play, Hatshepsut Queen of Denial that night I noticed that the kids that were in the play just hated to be there. Some of the students did their lines so badly on stage, that they didn’t even care if they’re parents were there to watch them to see their performances. It was a definitely one of those “Comfortably Numb” moments, a Pink Floyd song in the making as I watch the play and the audience watching the play. When I showed Leif the image I did from the play he really liked it because he was at the play too. Leif said, “That’s pretty much how they play was, just numb. Only a few students were into the play while they rest just hated to be there.” I wanted to add that this was the hardest edit I’ve done so far because of all the skulls I placed over the faces. It took me a few times to get the pattern of skulls placed properly right on top of the faces with Juxtaposer.
I’ve been thinking about the impressions that people I’ve come a crossed with in my life time. The one who have left me with “A Deep Impression” seem to be the one who live far away from me, besides the kids. It was something someone once told me, the further you’re away you go, the more exotic you become. It seems the further away people are me the more intriguing they become, along with their exotic cultures that come along with them. That always seems to leave the deepest impression with me and people.
Sometimes when you think back and look at photos, you think of those “Beautiful Memories” you once had someone very close to you. With Vida it’s about those candid moments of taking photos of her with my iPhone and editing them later. She is just fun to photograph and watch. It has to do with a lot of her innocence and not being aware I’m taking photos of her. Sometimes She will pose and other times she will just play.
When I was in my mid 20’s a band came out called Oasis, I was hooked from the start with the song Supersonic. It’s been 20 years ago since the album has been released. Now you’re wondering what does Boyce have to do with the song and Oasis. Well it’s his antics that reminds me of the band, with his loud outbursts, crazy stunts and the fact that he’s his own person. “I need to be myself, I can’t be no one else, I’m feeling supersonic” That’s how Boyce is if you ever met him, a strong character that would be put into an Oasis Song. That is Boyce in his true form with the world seeing his point of view.
There’s a house down a couple blocks that stick out like a sore thumbs because if it’s huge front yard. Which is kinds of unheard of in the area I live in. Most of the house are track home build form the 1950s. They have that cookie cutter look to them and have 4 or 5 different styles of how the rooms are arranged and built with each home. Then their is this one house with huge front yard and the a tree each side of the home. I was always drawn to this house since I was a kid growing up in the area. I always felt this sinking feeling to the home, like there was more than meets the eye. I call the image “Suburban Sink” because it where the track homes ends and another style of housing begins. Again the house just always gave me this sinking feeling to it.
That concludes another week of images…
Project 365, a set on Flickr.