Sunday 25 September 2011

4. half an hour in the psychiatrist’s chair - or ‘revealing what’s hidden’

it went something like this…..

toni: how is revealing what’s hidden, going? I have many concepts (in my head) and no photos (in my camera)

jenny: I have a few potential pics - was just outside with camera in fact.....

toni: even knowing <you> have something has inspired me! am on train to London, to meet BF post BM (business meet) - we are lunching at blueprint cafe and get free design museum ticket thrown in; am hopeful something hidden will reveal itself somewhere in process!

jenny: was initially thrown by the ‘revealing what’s hidden’ photo in i-porn book - which, to me at least, appeared to keep that which was hidden - well – hidden (although perhaps idea was that small child in photo felt because head was hidden, bare bum also was)…..had had an idea to do with walnuts.....but there are so few left on trees after high winds and crazy storm last weekend that I have pretty much abandoned that; went for head-clearing walk round grounds of 'chateau' near place of work on Tues - looong day with presentation (to present) at 6.30 so had to get out in order to breathe - switched walnuts idea for beech mast (crap photos though); at same time, got murky shot of tennis player through gauze netting.....fab idea (well I thought so!) but light let me down (or maybe I let it down); had also snuck outside during morning lull and had jolly fun with puddles and shadows - but no stretch of imagination can turn any resulting pics into solution to the week's challenge; however - had foggy start to this morning (which is why I was outside earlier).....police car stopped on road beside me as I was poking camera through fence to take pics of neighbour's dusky roses; le gendarme rolled down his window and asked me what I was doing - I looked at camera.....and said I was taking photos (duh!)  he then asked me where I lived (thinks - should have pointed to someone else's house!) - and then on they went; surely I didn't look as though I was casing neighbour's place for potential break-in! must have looked a tad odd I suppose in PJs and husband's shoes)…..

jenny: um - is there a name for people who enjoy hanging out in cemeteries?

toni: dunno - but if there is, is it the same word as is used to describe 'people who hang with dwindling hope around misty woodlands'?!  am not sure if is…’revealing what is hidden’…

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but it’s what was revealed on misty walk to lake, friday morning... and all other photos a 'pile of pants' as we say oop north [ie beach revealed by receding tide, yawning dog, cake coming out of oven, child looking through binoculars - and even the embraced moron of 'walking man shot through movement of water in fountain...'

as for me – the half hour in the psychiatrist’s chair worked its wonders – although the incredible stress of choosing (even now I am procrastinating…..) means I should almost certainly hop straight back in; or at the very least sign up for another session…..

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(talking of which: just wondering - do we have a next week's challenge? 

toni: ooops! that's <me> isn't it..?!  one moment - will get dog to put paw on page or some such…..no 7 'seek out light in the dark'...hmmmmmm... that'll be the dog's hi-viz collar on his pre-bed pee walk...)

sorted!

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