Posted on January 24, 2016
As this project continues and time stretches on (3 years now since it started) and people have ‘housed’ this unwieldy package for varying lengths of time (some longer and some shorter), life events invariably happen along the way: some good and some bad, or even tragic, sadly, like Christopher’s. So it seems to be a marker of time passing, as much as anything else. And this project was always more about time, memory and community, than it was about ‘art’.
I regret that we didn’t get to see Christopher’s ‘exquisite’ contribution, and I find myself wondering what that might have been, but as he says it will never be and that seems right, because time changes us, and life is not exquisite and neat; it is messy and sometimes hard to bear. So I am glad that he, like many others, chose to make such a personal response. It makes it all the more meaningful somehow.
I feel privileged to share in Christopher’s journey and I hope that, in some small way, contributing to this project has helped to bind the wounds of time… I am thinking on ways to ‘contain’ the clumsy package as it grows and becomes more awkward – any suggestions would be most welcome!
Thank you again, Christopher, for your touching, heartfelt contribution.
I am sorry to report that the ‘journey of a photograph’ has endured an unscheduled and lengthy delay under my stewardship. It is time to make amends.
After waiting for over a year for the project to find its way to my corner of the world, a large and clearly well-travelled package arrived at the end of April 2015 and as I excitedly examined its contents I wondered at the vignettes of life this ‘thing’ had witnessed on its journey and the dreams, stories and creative responses it had inspired. I drank it in over several days, picking amongst the imagery and ephemera that it had accumulated, like barnacles on the bottom of ship, adding weight and mass, altering the dynamics of the original form.
It is not a pretty package; it wears its travels wearily and honestly, revealing fragments of the journey as it is opened, and proceeds to…
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Posted on January 21, 2016
© images and words by Emily Hughes, 2016
Category: finished works Tagged: beach, Brazil, colour, composite image, medium format, photography, Rolleiflex, square, summer, texture
Posted on January 11, 2016
Brazen world
overcast with sorrow;
a concrete sky
slinks into a frothy slick
of ashen wilderness
and the moonshines,
quietly.
© image and words by Emily Hughes, 2016
Category: creative writing, scrapbook Tagged: beach, black and white, Brazil, creative writing, medium format, moon, mourning, poetry, Rolleiflex, seaside, sky, solitude, waves
Posted on January 9, 2016
Some more of beautiful Brazil for you. These were all taken on the rollei with Kodak Portra 400 film. I have retro’d them up a bit for fun…. enjoy!
© images and words by Emily Hughes, 2016
Category: scrapbook Tagged: beach, beach life, Brazil, medium format, retro, Rolleiflex, seaside, summer, vintage
Posted on January 1, 2016
He stared up at the stars: and it seemed to him then that they were dancers, stately and graceful, performing a dance almost infinite in its complexity. He imagined he could see the very faces of the stars; pale, they were, and smiling gently, as if they had spent so much time above the world, watching the scrambling and the joy and the pain of the people below them, that they could not help being amused every time another little human believed itself the centre of the world, as each of us does.
from Stardust, by Neil Gaiman
I have been playing around with this one for a while now and posted the original not long ago with some other medium format pictures of seed heads. I came back to it recently because I started reading Neil Gaiman’s Stardust and the thought of falling stars and magical faerie worlds brought it to mind. Anyway, here it is again, slightly re-worked.
A very happy New Year and thank you to all of my readers. Here’s hoping 2016 brings you much magic and serendipity!
© images and words by Emily Hughes, 2016
Category: finished works, in defense of daydreaming Tagged: black and white, magic, medium format, nature, neil gaiman, photography, seed heads, stardust
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