Photographs capture instances of the countless moments of life that we exist within. Such documentation is a, “witness [of] ‘events’… [or] ‘traces’ or ‘stencils’ imprinted from actuality,” (14). Moments in time swiftly occur but are forever gone without delay. These continuously fleeting junctures pass indefinitely. The accumulation and consideration of moments are essential constituents in defining and recognizing ‘time.’ Omitting the awareness of ‘moments ago’ would equate to the exclusive actuality of the ‘now.’ What differentiates the awareness of the ‘now’ and the ‘past’ is that there are features that are seemingly unimportant within a photograph, but on the contrary, the details of the subject of a photograph are what may specifically define an era or a period. Whether the background, or the subject is being considered, there are likely to be components of a photograph that signify a specific period.
Accessories, labels, styles and actions are a few things that may denote a time. Timelessness within a photograph is an entity that I have a great curiosity about because I am interested in both the concept of time and the metaphysical philosophy of the unit. The magnificence of capturing that instance with a camera- that moment which appears to be timeless- is an incredible attainment because so many components must be perfectly so, because “everything in the photo is potentially significant,” (6). Capturing an ageless, immutable appearing moment of time is an idea that I intend to explore.
When it comes to simplistic ontological observations that deviate from the concept of time - which influences culture and society- the focus on the nature of being should be reflected upon. The human mind still feels emotions, still thinks thoughts, and still expresses feelings or actions from the physical body regardless of what generation he is birthed. The nature of the human body is the same as it was 500 years ago. The expressions of a human being are the same as they were 500 years ago. Men and women have legs with which they walk, and ears with which they hear, and mouths with which they sing or laugh—no matter which month or day or hour it is…because what is time really? Life is now…ever changing…but it is always “now”. There was a then, but it is gone and it is now; and I want to capture an indistinguishable moment.
Friday, February 6, 2009
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