Wednesday, February 18, 2009

A little on the book...

I finished reading A Conductor Tells... Unauthorized Train Stories, and I found this anectode very funny.
Chapter 11
Animals

“Birds get hit all the time as they try to fly and get caught up in the turbulence when the train goes rumbling by. I’ve hit pheasants, ducks, geese, owls, hawks, and sea gulls. Then your more common kind of birds like dove, sparrows, etc. get hit almost every day by trains. We were going by a bird sanctuary in the South of San Francisco Bay area early one morning and the sun had just come up. Engineer Mike Nunn Saw a flock of sea gulls gathered on a levy next to the tracks and decided to blow the horn and make them fly. He thought it would be a pretty sight for the passengers to see all those white gulls in flight with all the color of the early morning sun turning their wings reddish-orange.
He blew the horn and the birds took flight. To Mike’s dismay they all flew right in front of our 70 mph passenger train. One by one they kept hitting the front of the train. He said it sounded like a machine gun as he ducked down under the windshield for fear one might come trough the glass into his lap. He called me on the radio and said he just hit about 50 sea gulls. I didn’t believe him until I went up to the Cab car to talk to him. I looked out the front of the Cab and saw 3 sea gulls lying on the front of the Cab in the doorway. The next day when we were going by the same area I began to notice an abundance of feathers along the right of way and saw all the dead gulls. I was amazed as I tried to count the birds and discovered there really were about 50 dead sea gulls.”

- Ken Lothridge

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My projects for photography are getting harder and harder to figure out… I’m feeling a little lost… or maybe I’m thinking too much… what is the link? What brings my trains together? I’m still unsure.
I’ve been thinking maybe that I should include myself in my project somehow… to somehow have the spectator be aware of the photographer. Should I be doing self portraits? … I’m getting an artist block…

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

While I wait... again

It’s hard to find exactly what interests me in the freight train when I photograph it. I’ve gone a couple of nights now to clear my head and hope to catch the train… I had no luck. While I’m waiting, I think of how I could connect it to my model photography. I’ve been in the studio for a while now, changing the scene of things and posing models instead of trains. I’m trying to find that link that makes my two favourite subjects come together like a fairy tale. I know it sounds ridiculous to try and associate the train to a man who’s love is a real live woman. I think it relates to my personal life… I’ve inspired myself from my own love life. I’m not sure why… but I do know that its good inspiration…
I’ve also inspired a lit
tle of Mapplethorpe’s nude photography, although I’m not into taking completely nude pictures yet. I find ponctum in them. The way the female bodies are positioned, the shadows that fall onto their bare skin… it’s quite intriguing… I might inspire from him when it comes to working more and more in the studio… I’m not sure why I’ve been cooped up inside that room for photographing, but I think it’s because I’m not very fond of the snow outside right now… winter engulfs my photographs in white. White is everywhere! … Trains, you’ll have to wait…

Thursday, February 5, 2009

A new subject...

I’ve started taking an interest in photographing models lately. Ever since I’ve experienced heartbreak, I’ve come across so many ideas for new projects in photography. At first, it all came from an inspirational piece of music such as Coheed and Cambria’s Keeping the Blade, but then I started finding a whole other source of inspiration while actually photographing the models. I usually go with girls because I tend to relate more to them as subjects than men. I’m not exactly sure why that is, but I’m taking a guess that it has to do with the fact that I know a female body more than a male’s. I also seem to be more interested in the whole dressing up part. A woman tends to have a much more complex wardrobe, as we know it culturally. I just plain ole’ love to be able to control the way they look and move. It’s like reverting back to childhood and playing with dolls, like Barbies. I always took hours figuring out what those little plastic women would wear for my perfect love story. I usually took so much time, that after I finally found the perfect outfit I wouldn’t even play with it after. I would just set the doll down and admire it for a few minutes, then start all over again. I took great pleasure in doing this for hours on end sometimes.
As I grew older, I started taking an interest in dressing myself up, like any typical girl; I would sometimes take a long time figuring out what to wear during any normal
day. I guess you could say it came from dressing up those dolls. But, I did have certain bodily issues and could never quite fit in all the pretty things I wanted to. I always wanted to dress up, make-up and feel very lady-like on some occasions but it never seemed to feel right. So I guess, that’s where I started enjoying photographing other girls in what I would fantasize wearing. I think that there’s a very strong element of seduction when it comes to posing women in certain clothing. Or maybe it’s the way they’re positioned, legs open, legs cross, mouth slightly open, chin up, whatever the pose, I think it’s a new line of interest for my photography that could lead to something very captivating…

Monday, February 2, 2009

Sup with the Asian horror films?

Random thought…

I’ve come across a lot of Asian horror films lately (2004-2008) that all take place on trains, such as:

Kereta hantu Manggarai (Ghost Train of Mangarai)
Chum thaang rot fai phi (Train of the dead)
Otoshimono (Ghost Train)
Redeu-ai (Red Eye)
Kyôfu ressha (Death Train)

Most of them are types of stories that take place on a ghost train. What is up with that? I know that in a lot of Asian movies, it seems that trains are a representation of the passage of life through death like in the movie, Graves of the Fireflies. But what is it lately that they have on making horrors on trains?? Way to make siderodromophobics even more scared!