Well I have not been outside for a couple of weeks now and I am getting a little stir crazy. The combination of paralysis, Karen’s shoulder operation seven weeks ago and my cold this past week has meant we’ve been stuck indoors a lot. Indeed the last time we actually socialised properly was Sunday December 22nd when we went to the Change of Horses Pub in Farnborough village for an extended family meal and that was THREE weeks ago today.
So I sit indoors looking out.
I don’t really know why but the photo put me in mind of the work of Francesca Woodman. I’m don’t know why; she shot in monochrome, mainly interior shots and often slow shutter speeds giving much of her imagery a surreal evocation whereas mine is a wide angled overly sharpened colour vista. Yet her images are very expressive and are much less documentary than autobiographical – that’s the way I see them anyway – and in that sense our photos share a commonality. For example I have not corrected the lens distortion here because the large wide window frames sort of reflect the way I feel just now – behind bars. Still I will aim to get out sometime this week – I have to.