I have had many thoughts about my family lately. Until now I thought that only parents have hard times when becoming separated from their children, but not the children themselves, who actually move out from home. I say children, because I am an ever-child.
However since leaving home, I realized that I miss out a lot of things that are happening with my family day by day. The good stuff. So I decided to spend a little more time at home and document their existence in a way only I can see them, driven by the love that binds us together absolutely no matter what.
My aim is to document their existence through the eyes of a loving daughter and sister. To capture their humanity and my love for them reflected upon their face and in their eyes.
Photography is many things: life and death, present and past, immortality and mortality...
"Photography is the inventory of mortality[...]Photographs state the innocence, the vulnerability of lives heading toward their own destruction, and this link between photography and death haunts all photographs of people." (Susan Sontag: On Photography, p70, 7th print, 1978, New York)
"...a photograph, being a mechanically reproduced object, could not have genuine presence." (See previous reference, p139)
"...it [photography] is not dependent on an image maker." (S. p. r., p158)
On the quotations:
1. Originally I wanted to make my family immortal through the images I was going to take of them. (The word "immortal" might sound too sublime, but a picture of a person is in fact a proof of one's -present or past- existence and is able to make one immortal regardless if one is already dead.)
2. I want to transmit the pulsing life through this series, so that the viewer could almost feel the breathing of the photographed ones or could expect them to reach out from the canvas at any time.
3. The content of this series inevitably depends on the image maker, being me, accepting at the same time Sontag's theory about photography being independent from the image maker.
However since leaving home, I realized that I miss out a lot of things that are happening with my family day by day. The good stuff. So I decided to spend a little more time at home and document their existence in a way only I can see them, driven by the love that binds us together absolutely no matter what.
My aim is to document their existence through the eyes of a loving daughter and sister. To capture their humanity and my love for them reflected upon their face and in their eyes.
Photography is many things: life and death, present and past, immortality and mortality...
"Photography is the inventory of mortality[...]Photographs state the innocence, the vulnerability of lives heading toward their own destruction, and this link between photography and death haunts all photographs of people." (Susan Sontag: On Photography, p70, 7th print, 1978, New York)
"...a photograph, being a mechanically reproduced object, could not have genuine presence." (See previous reference, p139)
"...it [photography] is not dependent on an image maker." (S. p. r., p158)
On the quotations:
1. Originally I wanted to make my family immortal through the images I was going to take of them. (The word "immortal" might sound too sublime, but a picture of a person is in fact a proof of one's -present or past- existence and is able to make one immortal regardless if one is already dead.)
2. I want to transmit the pulsing life through this series, so that the viewer could almost feel the breathing of the photographed ones or could expect them to reach out from the canvas at any time.
3. The content of this series inevitably depends on the image maker, being me, accepting at the same time Sontag's theory about photography being independent from the image maker.
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