Is a photo only a result of time and place or is the photographer also a key-element in the making of a photograph? Being in Seattle for the show has made it possible for me to borrow Shelly’s amazing and beautiful robot.
I have to admit I have a small crush on him.
As I confessed earlier I usually stay with my toys, and they stay with me. I reuse the same toys over and over again. There is something in them that I see and love, that I want to share with the viewer. Anyway back to the robot that I have a big crush on. Yesterday I got to borrow him for my shooting, and in my head I saw me taking these amazing pictures that Shelly makes with him. In Shelly’s pictures his is a curious robot exploring the world around him.
And if the truth be told I wanted, (or want) to make the same images. But just by looking at the Robot through my viewfinder I realized he doesn’t even look the same in my camera. And I don’t think it’s a Nikon over a Canon issue. And truly this troubled me. Was this the same robot? Looking at him as my inspiration I realized that I don’t see the same colors as Shelly does, he isn’t as grey in my view… And in Shelly’s world he is kind of chubby, and occupied with exploring the world around him, in my viewfinder he became tall and really slim and not as grey. I know that photography isn’t objective and can’t capture the truth. Looking at the Shelly’s Robot in my viewfinder all I saw was a lonely lost Robot, that didn’t know what to do or want… Where did Shelly’s curious exploring Robot go? I had to give him Teddy to comfort him…
I used him as my inspiration all day, and in the woods it looks like some of Shelly’s Robot came to life, and in some of my pictures he looks like he is exploring the surroundings, but in most of my pictures of the Robot he looks like he is lost and are trying to find himself. All of this just made me realize I can’t escape myself ; my pictures come from me, and my pictures won’t look like Shelly’s they will look like mine in the best case, in the worst case they will look like me trying to be Shelly. And my crush for the Robot may just be me falling in love with Shelly’s pictures.