Last week I moved into my new house in Manchester. I’m still in the process of organizing my work space but I thought I’d upload a few images to share with you.
Desk space & inspiration boards.
Found ephemera.
Desk space & cameras.
Inspiration Board.
Photography & Family: Editing the Past.
Found ephemera.
Below are a few pictures of my recent work:
'Distant'
'Summer in Retrospect II'
I’m currently working on my my dissertation for which the working title is “Photography & the Family: Editing the Past”. I’m really interested in how we store and preserve family photo albums and how the control of the images belongs to the archivist. Why we only photograph the high moments and never the bad. Is the family photo album and ideological construct put together by the archivist, which is usually the mother whose photographic choices are are shaped by an unconscious desire to provide evidence of her own good mothering? Are these photographs simply reconstructed adverts that are being sold back to us every time we press the shutter button?
These are all questions I will be tackling and if you have any thoughts on these matters I’d love to hear from you!
Related articles
- Perfect? (thecameraangle.wordpress.com)
- The story behind my work & how digital photography is changing the way we take and share images. (thecreativediarist.com)
- ‘Mother & Child’ | Alternative Photography Processes (thecreativediarist.com)
i think for the most part we (people in general not just moms) take pictures of the happy memories or accomplishments because those are the ones we want to preserve and be reminded of again and again…especially during bad times that might come. Of course in my family there have been a couple of instances of taking pictures at funerals and of loved ones AFTER they have passed on prior to burial. I’d rather remember someone as they were.
thank you for your comment. it’s great to hear another point of view. i’d love to take photographs at a funeral although i don’t think it’s very socially acceptable generally.
my own father died of cancer 7 years ago and as much as i love the photographs of him before he got sick, i wish i had images of his last few months. the only images i have are in my head and the more time goes on the harder it is to remember.
anyway, thanks again for stopping by. you have a lovely blog! x