Tuesday, 30 September 2008
"The unobviuos subject matter of socks has triggered my attention for a long time. I realised that socks are not just socks but can be viewed as 'significant' things. They are pathetic and full of imperfections. They slip and they sometimes slip down into your shoe - which is so annoying. They look like graphic signs. In 1994 I laid them out to dry and realised they looked like chromosomes. They always lose their partner, however wise or old we get we always look for the matching sock. Then again it is a little delight of the day to find a clean matching pair."
A quote from Wolfgang Tillmans (my hero)
I have a basket full of odd socks, you can imagine how the 5 of us generates many lonely singles. I do struggle to wear odd socks they somehow feel different, if I have a precious pair of Falke I will loosely knot them before washing to help them on their way.
I have been mulling over what I would like to do with some of my photographs. It seems to me that I need to find a common thread, (all be it tenuous as you can see in Tillmans work.)
I have been trying to go through and put into a file my favourites, it is taking forever. It is one of those hideous stop start projects that I have made harder by storing my photos on 2 separate computers, sans back up!!
Note to self, Back up.
Posted by indigo16 at 07:17