Lo-Fi Self Portrait: Aim

Throughout this piece, I aimed to convey the parts of life I find satisfying and find an abundance of pleasure in. I tried to show my own child-like sense of wonder through my video of a favourite place of my sisters and I when we were younger and how all four of us find so much enjoyment in climbing rocks through a creek. Both videos I have chosen show feet travelling and exploring a different place. I have been brought up to love adventure and to explore even the places that are on my front doorstop, so I thought that these videos were a perfect example to convey this love of exploration and adventure.

The selected audio clips are sounds that I love. Firstly, I recorded my mother  speaking on the phone in her first language (Maltese). This is a sound that I’ve grown up with my whole life and overtime I hear Maltese I feel at home (even though I can’t speak it myself). The second recording is that of the rumbling of a crowd. Before seeing a performance I like to hear how the rumblings of hundreds of people are turned to complete silence just by one persons presence on a stage; I feel like that performer has so much power handling so much attention. This brings me to my chosen text. I chose an excerpt from a song that comedian Bo Burnham wrote about his own profession and I completely relate to this. I too understand how attention is craved like a drug

The photos of the Enid Blyton books and of the cubby house are all relics from simpler times where I was allowed to build and immerse my imagination. The last two photos were chosen to portray the little things in life that fill me with contentment.

Lo-Fi Self Portrait: Text

Have you ever been to a birthday
Party for children?
And one of the children
Won’t stop screaming
‘Cause he’s just a little
Attention attractor

When he grows up
To be a comic or actor
He’ll be rewarded
For never maturing
For never under-
Standing or learning

I must be psychotic
I must be demented
To think that I’m worthy
Of all this attention

Of all of this money, you worked really hard for
I slept in late while you worked at the drug store
My drug’s attention, I am an addict
But I get paid to indulge in my habit

– Art is Dead, Bo Burnham
  Album: Words, Words, Words (2010)

 

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