Light Anomalies or Another Individuality

This one here continues the idea the of the last project, but from a different perspective. In a way  it resembles it, but there is a major difference between them. If in the first one I tried myself to communicate to the viewer the strong emotions the abandoned and the derilict imprinted upon me, in this project I left somebody else to communicate what they felt. In order to show and to express what they felt, I supplied them with a set of glowsticks and LED's from which they chose what they thought would work better with their inner selves. They painted, they carved, and the sculptured "their selves" without realising it. It was looking like they were performing a sort of ritual known only by them. A ritual that took no longer than 8 to 16 seconds. The click of the shutter triggered the event... it looked mesmerizing to say the least... The second click of the shutter would imprint the act on my camera sensor, embedding it into an photograph of their past feelings discarded in a pattern of light. I felt mroe like an observer then a photographer, while recording their performance in a single image.
I can't decide how to name the project, mainly because way too many of the titles I came up with fitted in, if viewed from different perspectives... But in the end, after a little bit of strugle, I came up with two.  I will leave my viewers to decide which one suits it more (mainly because I don't want my viewers to be passive, but to interact with my work).

( As reference for the project, I looked up the work of the modernist sculptors Henry Moore and Barbara Hepworth, as well as the movie Stalker, which I recomend everyone should see, by Andrei Tarkowsky)

The "other" natural

With this project, I tried to capure the ruins of a industrial civilization through another beings' eyes, by exploring the barrier I never thought to be so fragile between artificial and natural. It's incredible to be witness of the way the machines and objects looked so natural with the ruthless mark of time hanging over them...  transforming... and coming to life in a way I never encountered. As if the time "they" encountered was different from how we do. Both us and them are passangers in the same world, yet trapped in different dimensions, where the time flow is different...

(most of them have been shot at 6400 and 12800 iso)