Terror lies in the dark. All the things that are trapped in your mind given life on a canvas, playing out whatever maddening, fantastical, nightmarish thought you dare to think. The light seems to keep these things at bay, for most, but those who see a dream when they are awake, those people are truly mad. ‘All men dream, but not equally. Those who dream by night in the dusty recesses of their minds, wake in the day to find that it was vanity: but the dreamers of the day are dangerous men, for they may act on their dreams with open eyes, to make them possible.‘ D.H. Lawrence. I have always like that quote. I should have just pasted that quote in earlier instead of writing out the ramblings of my mishmashed thoughts. To late now.
I often daydream while photographing out on the street. I see what the world has to show me and then I try to sandwich it into the idea of what I believe it should be. Sometimes it only makes sense for me but, ‘with a strong diet of B-list Noir films, bourbon, whisky, cheeseburgers, knack for feeling the cold any time the temperature takes a wee dip, a heavily medicated condition, a great dress sense, better hair style and love for all things street photography’ and things will start to make more sense. Alternatively, if you find this diet to be a little unbalanced, you could simply take what you want from the scene and make sense of it for yourself. It is up to you but that sounds like a lot less whisky and cheeseburgers to me.
I think the sadness that appears in the person’s sullen walk helps lends a deeper mood to what looks like a doomed building that is in the final throes of demolition. Will either of them be remember in years to come? Will any of us? And, if so, then what for? God, sometimes it’s all cheer about here…
This image was chosen from a small series of fourteen, all of which happened moments apart. As you can see, although the original and final images are not to dissimilar, the original image is a little lighter than its final counterpart. Although I liked the original piece I wanted the photo to be darker so, in post processing, I adjust the levels and ever-so-slightly tweaked the curves. Once I had the appropriate level of moodiness I then decided to straightened the image up and crop in a littler tighter. Job done.
All thoughts and comments are welcome.