My three images are being worked with the final portfolio. I am wanting to do a series on grief and the many ways that it appears.
Straying away from deeper or troubling imagery, I instead want to use various elements that evoke thought or individual interpretation while being aesthetic and/or surreal. With this I am still utilizing photographs from my own personal experience from my mother's passing.
With the first image, it is a beautiful butterfly escaping from the confines of Earth. The butterfly is a square that was on the patchwork blanket that she had on her as she passed. It helps for me to see that while there is pain with her leaving, the pain she experienced in her life is now over and she is free to fly.
The second image is more darker in tone. It is my hand reaching out to a lighthouse that is no longer lit. The symbolism is more apparent in this one, but is my feeling of being lost without her guidance. The pull of the weight of the water with no other people present also evokes the feeling of being alone during a dark time.
The third image is a clock sitting in the water on the edge of a beach. The blue hue from the water slowly turns to black and white by the time it reaches the clock, where there is no longer any semblance of color. Just empty space. The time on the clock is the time my mother passed away and reflects how everything changed at that moment and now looked different.
Straying away from deeper or troubling imagery, I instead want to use various elements that evoke thought or individual interpretation while being aesthetic and/or surreal. With this I am still utilizing photographs from my own personal experience from my mother's passing.
With the first image, it is a beautiful butterfly escaping from the confines of Earth. The butterfly is a square that was on the patchwork blanket that she had on her as she passed. It helps for me to see that while there is pain with her leaving, the pain she experienced in her life is now over and she is free to fly.
The second image is more darker in tone. It is my hand reaching out to a lighthouse that is no longer lit. The symbolism is more apparent in this one, but is my feeling of being lost without her guidance. The pull of the weight of the water with no other people present also evokes the feeling of being alone during a dark time.
The third image is a clock sitting in the water on the edge of a beach. The blue hue from the water slowly turns to black and white by the time it reaches the clock, where there is no longer any semblance of color. Just empty space. The time on the clock is the time my mother passed away and reflects how everything changed at that moment and now looked different.
(All original photographs used with no AI or stock images)
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