Journaling Project #2

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erm anyways...

After another read through of Barthes ‘Death of the Author’ I think a massive quote that stuck out to me was

“..by refusing to assign a “secret”, an ultimate meaning, to the text (and to the world as text), liberates what may be called an anti-theological activity, an activity that is truly revolutionary since to refuse to fix meaning is, in the end, to refuse God and his hypotheses-reason, science, law” (pg. 147)

The reason this quote struck me was because it made me realise that I’ve never truly put my art, or more specifically photography, in the fork of the road that is leaving it up to the audience or purely stating my direct intentions. I feel through the process of photography, especially for my project, I want something, but I think for once I’ll just let the word ‘bed’ speak for itself. For me, the bed isn’t even a major happening, as we’ve seen examples of more extremes, I think for me as I work on ‘bed’ I’m finding so many meaning that rather than try to pin or dissect each one, I’ll just go with the flow and see what works for my mind's eye, that’s not to say I’m being careless with my decisions, but instead I am trying to work towards a final product that has no fixed meaning.

Here is some of my process btw:

I sorted negatives out for printing, and I made a physical show-and-tell piece for class!

I’m trying to be mindful of documenting myself DURING the process rather than just finishing something to prove work was done.

I also wanted to add that despite being a creator myself, and so badly wanting to make sure that I am credited for stuff (while I’m alive that is), I do think that if my art or artist statements (for text) have to be sacrificial to a future work, I don’t think I mind that idea, but also I'm dead so who can really say. I just imagine my sacrifice or death as a forest fire, if I never “die” I’ll crowd what little room is left, but if I “die”, then from there the soil is new and another person or idea can come along to settle roots. I mean, I’ve been inspired, 

Haven’t you?