Reflecting on the Passage of Time, Entry 1
Have you ever had an item on your to-do list for a decade? I’ve had hundreds of images lying in wait for months and years. Rather than a failure or symptom of an inefficient system, I see this lapse between moment of “capture” and moment of…”looking at the photo” as part of the process of analog photography. The images age, and the ambiance ripens.
The real-time reportage of social media is the sure method to prove to others that you are (indeed, I swear it, like the model of a productive millennial in capitalism) actually working- churning out photographs for public consumption at every available moment. However, letting images remain private, un-mulled-over and unedited allows infusion by the air of memory and nostalgia, or at least lends the distance which lets us finally read them in a different way. Time and distance from the original moment lends the photographs a different flavor, and often a more complex one.
These pictures are from a Vermont visit with best friends almost 10 years ago. Many of our personal successes and challenges had yet to occur when we spent this time together, enjoying the summer and taking advantage of the summer light. Posting constantly was less of a thing then. We were just goofing around. But the pictures have a strange quality to them. Something a little dark, something a little sexy, something a little older than us and deeper than we knew.