One thing my parents always did that I really loved was that they always took photos of random party’s and events in their lives.
Still to this day I credit this as a big part of why I fell in love with still images.
Something about opening a shoe box and seeing an entire years worth of images really had a way of gripping my imagination as a child.
This process felt like losing myself in a great movie only I had to imagine the narrative and glue together what it would have been like to be alive during the time the images were taken in.
Thinking back on those shoe boxes filled with images I now see them as a visual journal each of my parents kept for themselves and both having their own styles.
My moms photos were always very candid and point and shoot like and my dads were almost always posed and while traveling with little hand written letters on the back of the most important ones.
I prefer my moms way of shooting because it’s really a time capsule of family and friends as they are in the current moment.
Looking back on images like that is the best because of how nostalgic viewing them is 10 years later.
Photographing seemingly insignificant things often makes the most interesting images later on in life.
These images are not trying to be anything but in the present.
This is why I’m not a big fan of when people photograph only vintage things.
For example vintage cars in street photos, old liquor stores and motels etc.
It’s a cop out because we see some of the most famous photographers from the 60’s and 70’s photographing these things so we try to copy them and do the same.
What people on instagram often ignore is that those photographers were photographing was their present time.
The images they were making were often considered bad for their time period.
It wasn’t until decades had passed until some of these photographs were actually seen as art because of their composition and nostalgic value.
Everything has a place.
Every photograph means something different to someone so I don’t mean knock that style but I do think there is value in documenting the “now”.
With all that being said my intent with these photographs isn’t to add them to my portfolio instead I’d like to add them to a journal.
To leave candid notes about nights I don’t remember much from or days that seemed to be just ordinary.
(All of these are shot on the fuji xpro3 which I recently bought just to mess around with)
All the best,
Atticus
