Palliativity 111: New Perspective

new perspective

As a child, I was obsessed with symmetry. My inner window to the world was trying to find balance and order in a universe crafted by chaos. Decals on model planes. Parts in hair. The way my mittens overlapped my sleeves in late December. Legos at least had the decency to arrive in precise bricks.

My father gave me my first camera when I was two years old. In grade-school, I began developing my own pictures in our basement dark-room. I received my first Nikon SLR at the age of ten.

Photography taught me what it truly means to be fascinated by this floating world.

I learned that photography is a good walk spent chasing after your freinds/family as a result of waiting for that perfect moment to open the shutter.

In high-school, I learned that my natural perspective is a wide-angle lens; 18mm is how I see the world. Symmetry still held on tightly, but its grip had slackened on my lens.

As I began my digital collage art, I could see the endless possibility of combining pieces of my past experiences with those of others to create something greater.

Through the alchemy of imagery, I play witness to a silent battle across time and space. I discovered through hours behind the lens and the computer that one must see the big picture as well as the smallest detail on equal ground and weigh one’s choices wisely:

Formal balance is dynamic symetry

We are all greater than the sum of our parts.

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