Archive for the 'Un Consciousness' Category

• 29.08.10 The Sun and the Moon Agree
  

  For a short time each day
  The ocean matches the sky
  The horizon forgets to separate
  Blue and red are synonymous
  Trees swim peacefully

  
  
• 30.07.10 Atmosphere You Can Hold Onto
  

  Atmosphere you can hold onto
  Light you can lean against
  Senses overcome
  Another world

  
  
• 02.03.10 Let the Light Touch You
  

  Passively drifting
  Glowing
  Existing
  Let the light touch you

  
  
• 02.03.10 A Bit Like My Mind
  

  Walking a forever staircase
  Happiness sits far away
  Forwards to the other side?
  A bit like my mind

  
  
• 23.02.10 Lately
  

  Lately, everything is flat
  No textures to touch
  Tastes are bland
  Breaths are disappointing

  
  
• 12.01.10 Kia Ora
  

  I have put together a book of the series I worked on last year while staying in my grandparents’ house. I named it Kia Ora, after the street in which the house resides.

  
  
• 05.12.09 Self Portrait
  

  Often when I’m lying down hoping to get to sleep, it occurs to me I’m not breathing in much air. My nose doesn’t seem to be allowing in enough oxygen.

  I try to take in deeper breaths but I need to exhale before I’ve finished inhaling. I begin to panic. I have to sit up and [...]

  
  
• 05.12.09 Remembering Youth Without the Smiles
  

  I was having a discussion with a friend about childhood
  and the time in our lives which shapes us the most.
  We talked about our grandparents’ failing memories;
  How they seem to lose most of them but those from a certain point in childhood remain vivid.

  
  
• 18.09.09 Urge To Live
  

  I always get an urge to stop the car when I see roadkill. Sometimes to move the animal to save it from endless tyres. But often I don’t really know why. Society today seems to shield us from being face to face with death, yet we’re exposed to so much more from a distance.

  
  
• 02.09.09 Eighteen Months
  

  In order for life to continue, life must be consumed. At the top of the food chain, our closet of skeletons is the biggest of all. The progression of mankind is the result of a history of violence. Our intelligence is thanks to murder.

  It’s hard for many to accept that a mosquito has no higher [...]

  
  
• 11.08.09 Promise Me You Won’t Remember and I’ll Tell You Everything
  

  My only motivation to write is to interrupt the pure, blankness of the page. It’s a struggle to bring myself to the task. A task… That must be why I fight it.

  During those several weeks I never saw it as a task. To pick up a pen and paper was a relief. It was a [...]

  
  
• 06.08.09 The House That Neville Built – Part 2
  

  I don’t have many vivid memories of my grandfather. I sometimes wonder if I had photographed him, would it feel different to look at the pictures? Would I feel more connected?

  Even seeing myself in images as a child, I don’t feel a sense of familiarity. So it seems like a struggle to feel familiar with [...]

  
  
• 21.06.09 Embrace the Random
  

  There is no such thing as perfection. No matter how much one strives for it, the goal can never be reached.

  Many take their fulfilment from the pursuit. Many are happy with near enough. Many are never fulfilled. Never being content with the first, I have always found myself alternating between the two latter options.

  
  
• 25.01.09 The World In A Box
  

  Before the days of the handheld consumer camera there was a bit of a fad in buying these little viewing boxes with a lens and mirror where you could basically walk around holding it out to see the image on a little 2D plane. It sounds counter-intuative to us but we couldn’t understand, as today [...]

  
  
• 31.08.07 Patients
  

  “Patients” began from looking into photographic history and in particular post-mortem photographs. It’s a journey through the modern art timeline and an analysis of the portraiture canon.

  The portrait is traditionally an interaction between the viewer and the eyes of the actor.