In the past two days I've read two different articles that speak to the nature of found art and photography This one" from the blog "Accidental Mysteries" describes the appeal as being linked to the collector's presence. Maybe these objects give people a certain measure of power over them. Another article, in print, in "The Outsider Magazine" suggested that the appeal lies in the fact that found art is devoid of any personality or input on the part of the artist, in a sense. Whatever what put into the piece is what's there for you to process.

book stain

"The real surprise is in recognizing that a form that is so intimate can be so invisible". I'll get the link on that quote in due time, meanwhile I'll be ruminating on the nature of ritual, the things that connect us, and tender serendipity. It feels good to be a part of a tribe today.

so fly

Celebration

fiction

Through the course of reappraising all my photos, processing and posting them I've begun to take a new approach to them. Before, I felt like I examined them for details that could tell me something about the moment before or the moment after the photograph and about the real lives of the people pictured. I was looking at the photos formally but also for litteral narrative. For some reason it never occurred to me that I wasn't getting at some essential truth but just taking what I needed from the image in an obviously self-serving way. I wonder if this is the way people process everything, do you look at a situation and pick and choose and recombine to suit yourself?

The new way I've been trying to approach these is by fictionalizing them directly, skipping my previous self-delusion. Putting images together and letting them reference each other.

The newspaper clipping above fell out of a wine making book I bought at an estate sale.

Backstage

front


back

With both of these images something is happening just outside of the frame. They both also appear to be happening "behind the scenes" at some sort of event. There's something about to happen on the other side of a curtain, a door, or in the next room.

lovers

I don't usually connect pictures that have no obvious reference to each other in such a way but, I'd like these two images to interact more than conceptually. I want to play matchmaker with these two. They're perfect for eachother.