I am working on a week long photography and poetry challenge inspired by a prompt from Poets & Writers called Excavating the Mind.
Day 2 notes and observations
The last time I took pictures in the house, I made a quick note about juxtaposition. I wrote, “I find how objects end up together in space intriguing.” I have never been a stickler for putting things in some designated rightful place. And during quarantine, I have enjoyed pulling things out of the closets. Thus, my home is full of interesting object placement, creating juxtapositions of objects that could create wonder. I thought I might play with artificial lighting while exploring the house, observing my odd juxtapositions.
*Note: None of the objects in these photographs have been moved, arranged or organized in any way. I am observing. This is how I found them.
I started out in the closet to get my clip lights. Levi joined me, but stepped through the looking glass. I didn’t realize until later, that he was sucked into the bass drum. I continued my exploration and observations alone.
I immediately began noticing strange juxtapositions right there in the closet. On one shelf, a small burlap sack rests atop an old newspaper with fascinating headlines. On the shelf on the other side of the closet, a blue fuzzy head buddies up with a container of thumb tacks.
After these initial observations of naturally occurring unusual juxtapositions, I dove into exploring subtle changes with lighting of one odd juxtaposition at a time. I started with some orange lenses I bought a couple years ago for using with my computer before bed. They are supposed to help me sleep. I find it ironic that they ended up hanging out with my books. The lighting changes: room light, no room light one clip light, no room light two clip lights.
Next, a bottle of hand sanitizer and some two pound weights on top of my bookshelf
I left my room and found some interesting juxtapositions on the counter of the kitchenette.
- observing the same things with different lighting from different angles turned my mess into a series of still lifes
- clutter disappears when not paid attention too, but comes alive under observation
- groupings of objects tell a story
- observing how and where I leave things is the true excavation of my mind
- blur and shadow add suspense to a still life
- the mini-vac from that angle looks like a dismembered robot foot
I really enjoyed the shadow of the faucet in that last picture of the button jar.
There you have it, the second day of the second round of pictures and observations