These images are the start of something as of yet unknown. They began in response to a late conversation and beer on the patio after work. A friend and I were talking about life and how we get trapped in our ideas. Both our own mythologies and the perceptions of people around us. All of this was entirely unrelated to photography but I began to think about why I do this. Why I need to do this? What is the point of taking pictures when they mostly just end up forgotten in a box filled with other negatives? Or, lost in some ever increasing set of files on a back up drive somewhere? Their digital information slowly degrading in much the same way as old photo prints that have been in the sun too long.
Our conversation inspired me to start this blog. It also made me question a lot of my preconceptions about photography. Both my own and the work of others that inspires me. Why B&W and not color? Why street and not landscape? Why do I let my own insecurities stop me from taking pictures of myself? All of those meaningless little things that block you from doing what you want to do. And all of them just accepted and never questioned. Oddly enough, I originally started taking pictures as a way of sharing time with someone I cared about. Of doing something together. It was meant to be far more direct, a shared exploration. A conversation and not a monolog. A continuing exploration with limitless potential and not a finished project. I still think of photography that way.
I have no idea where this blog will go. I have no idea what I will do with these pictures or what new pictures they will lead me to take. I do need to challenge myself more, both in my writing and in my photography. But, this is just the beginning. It is amazing how not being where we think we should be can stop us from ever getting there. They are images of solitude, of a life I had meant to share. They are the conversations I wish I could have. This blog is my way of getting them out there, of making them real and not just an endless conversation in my own head. Fading away like all those slowly disintegrating digital files, scanned negatives. I am very curious to see where these conversations might go.
All images by Philip LePage.