Staying with my renewed dedication of continuously making photos, this week I made some self-portraits at the pond in my neighborhood. While I originally set out with still minimal inspiration for my project, I saw afterward that the photos made expressed a sense of isolation and melancholy.
Taking these photos was a fun process, during which I observed more of my neighborhood. While my original process for taking self portraits was to link the camera to my phone through Wi-Fi, this process was clunky in its speed, reliability and its ability to be hidden. I instead used a 10-second timer (with one photo taken every interval until 10 photos are taken) which allowed me to focus more on posing and relaxing while the camera handled the work.
I noticed that the light from across the pond, seen in the picture above, was turning on and off in a pattern. When the light stopped its pattern, the house about 100 yards to my right had a light doing the same thing. While I couldn’t confirm this, it almost appeared as if people from the two houses, on two different sides of the pond, were communicating using morse code.
Had I been in Boston still in my school routine, and these people not confined to their houses, I would’ve never noticed such a nuanced element of life.