Recently, I have been doing a project based on self-portraiture and I have been using my phone and DSLR as my mediums.
Whilst using my iPhone, I constantly switch around the camera view from the back of the phone to the front so I can see myself clearly when doing a shot. Yet the amount of times I have got unwanted photographs of my bedroom or the bland living room wall is massive, all for trying to vainly photograph myself!This annoyed me.
Yet this annoyance is now beginning to intrigue me.
I have taken so many photographs and deleted them purely because they hold no interest, they are unwanted photographs of moments in time which show no story, holding nothing but the vision of “this photograph was a shit mistake”.
These shit mistakes have become interesting, and I am going to pursue this interest and make these shit mistakes into ”Happy Accidents” because that is how I have started to view them now.
Below is an example. In beautiful low resolution quality with thanks to the iPhone.
I feel ambitious right now, and I haven’t been able to grasp onto this feeling for quite a while now. In fact the last time I felt like this was when I was at college, in 2010.
I feel young, and feel that the world is my oyster again. And I am so pleased this feeling has found me again.
This is my life.
My dreams should be able to come true.
and why shouldn’t they.
I’m living MY Life.
I only ever will be living MY Life.