Rats. Sorting my pictures into genre, this was meant to be a post on the new blog, screwed it up. Sticking them online helps me actually pay attention to them and learn but as people were subscribing to Byssus Threads was really bombarding peoples feeds as I just spit stuff out.
Called it Byssus raw when I set it up but then scurried off and listened to Television. Pictures are just really mundane, the day to day world I actually live in. I form my thoughts walking the streets, watching the ebb, flow and movement around me and absorb it into other things. Stick it online but its stuff I like, I seem to be quite selfish no regard to create an audience just a need to think dream and create.
The every day mundane world of Byssus, Marque Moon
Find it odd that I am separating photography up into genres were normal with the more historical ethnographic research I pursue as another form of fun and relaxation, I don’t recognize any division between subjects.
Important I think to make sure I have a genre where I am just relaxing and having fun, not thinking and just getting lost and absorbed. Not worked out what that is, but seems important at the moment to separate materiel out. But a more arts based creative side, way to go with this aspect I think. So one more blog I think needed. Its the day to day mundane stuff I can draw on from here, I like what I am doing to be based on observation, and I don’t need to think consciously about what I am doing to do this.
I may as well list the other two, Being Out Of Time, has all my night shots, which I really enjoy, the title is not some gloomy thought of mortality, its a reference to the dreamy, out of step and absorbed world I live in and a strange experiment I once had to take part in learning to move within multiple discordant rhythms and movement. A place you have to go in mind to be in time in such situations. Most demanding exercise in movement I have experienced, took months, some serious swearing from a disgruntled group of performers, as once one person went out of sync would ripple through the room. Serious mind work out as well as body to get into that flow and move through it.
Byssus Threads I think I will keep this for occasional stuff that represents finished projects.
Photography been confusing as it started to bleed into other things. I started it simply to stay healthy, deal with issues of a physical illness and its effect on mind, the fact that life is more impermanent than it ways has never been a concern, not a difficult thing to accept, its the small changes to body and movement that seem to cause the worst havoc as you’re sense of self changes. Despite the fact this subject was one of the areas I was studying before becoming ‘a patient’ was still surprising to see its effects in action.
Training I had as a teenager, for years every day you exercise in movement and are taught to related it both to observation and how you learn you’re craft. It just becomes apart of you’re life, something you do each day, movement, observation and thought are all integral and related activities for me. Noting tiny changes in how I moved and watching them get worse was a real cluster fuck and interruption to that processes. Particularly at first, but you grow use to changes thankfully.
Why photography as I move from mindlessly taking photographs to begin to have some infant understanding of the processes involved is so relaxing. I seem to be using the same part of mind to take pictures and nothing interferes here. Or at least that’s what it feels like.