s e l f ・p o r t r a i t
For my self portrait, I wanted to represent a sense of place and how I see myself in it, as well as those who make me, me.
I see myself as an observer and so my media recordings, both audio and video, represent sounds of the places I frequent, environments I inhabit and people I meet.
My sense of awareness increased once photography became a prominent factor in my life and sounds/music/ambience/light are always on my radar.
I notice little sounds, gestures, movements, and smells; each contributing new layers to an environment and our experience within it.
I chose to represent myself as a shadow in my first image because of my appreciation and fixation with light and darkness.
How it shapes and contours, softens, obstructs and brightens form and because I prefer not to highlight myself.
I initially began photography through self-portraiture because I didn’t feel confident in photographing others and slowly the focus shifted from me, so I found this a challenge.
I took this image next to a lamp post and stood by it and noticed how similar the figures were, aesthetically and symbolically; as two people walked by me, hand in hand, licking their ice creams, they didn’t even notice me standing there – just as we don’t notice a light pole.
Work is a big part of my life, so I included an image of the Design Hub. I love the design from the outside, working on the inside tends to stifle creativity because of the stark interior and institutionalised aesthetic.
I like to go on road trips with friends and last weekend I assisted a friend with a photo project of hers, I held a reflector and bummed about Trentham Falls.
Nelle, the model, who I have photographed before, had an unfortunate fall down the cliff and cut her leg open. I carried her bags as a couple others helped her climb to the top of the hill.
I like watching old movies, French and Italian especially.
Their intimacy is really beautiful and unapolagetic – different to the environment in which I have grown up.
I find comfort in it.
– still from La Chinoise.
And this last image is a red door I like in Fitzroy – an area I frequent every day on my way home.