Since I'm traveling, I'm not able to do any cooking or Dr. Death destruction on some poor unwilling object, so I'm finding other topics on which to post (sorry for the formal sounding sentence - I just hate ending sentences with prepositions if I can avoid it). By writing a different type of post, it allows me to get to know you better (by asking for comments) and to share a few other things about myself.
I can't recall any specific dream or goal I had when I was a child. I don't remember wanting to be a Prima Donna Ballerina, even though I took tap and ballet lessons. I do remember wanting to be Barbie and to marry Ken when I grew up, but I don't really classify that as a goal or dream, just a horrible nightmare from playing with too many dolls.
When I became an adult, I had a few goals and dreams, I still do. One of them involves my photography. I am passionate about photography, specifically Documentary Photography. I drool over photos from the greats - Richard Avedon, Eudora Whelty, Annie Leibovitz (NOT her celebrity work), Diane Arbus, Dorthea Lange, Helen Levitt, Gordon Parks. My list of greats is so long, I do not have enough blog pages to provide all of their names.
What I love about Documentary Photography is that you not only get to photograph a person, but you are allowed to sit down and talk to them to get their story and a glimpse into their lives. I dream of having a gallery exhibit one day. I've had some images exhibited in local galleries and I've been published in a magazine, the newspaper several times and have even had one of my photos used on the inside jacket of a book cover. Some of my photos have been used for stationery cards. But a large gallery exhibit still eludes me. So that is a goal and a dream...one day.
One of my most unique experiences was to be able to go inside a local jail to interview and photograph 5 inmates. These guys ranged from the occasional check kiter to two murderers. The interviews were to take place "behind the glass", which is what I named the series. However, the day I went to the jail, there had been a power failure, so I was able to sit in a jail cell, face-to-face, and interview these guys, one at a time. An armed officer was right outside the door in case things got out of hand.
I tried to be nice and I was, until it came to speaking with the killers. They had stolen someone's life and I wanted to know why ...why they felt justified in doing so. Needless to say, I'm glad the armed officer was right outside the door. Here is one of the shots from that day.
You are not allowed to show their faces to protect their privacy and while this is not a great photo, it is one of my favorites from that day. I had set up the camera on the tripod and the officer stepped inside to make sure I was safe (since there were 3 alone in the room with me) and accidentally kicked my tripod just as I snapped the photo. I named this image "Distorted". Obviously, it is distorted, but also blurred and "broken"...it matches the feelings I left with that day.
So what about you? What are some of your goals and dreams from the past, for the present or for the future?
Thank you for allowing me the opportunity to share one of mine! Have a great Monday!