I step out of the shower and see
that the venetian blind is casting black shadows on my older, hairy,
white body. Not a pretty sight you might think, and best not
photographed. Besides, this stripy kind of image is common enough and
usually used for younger, more attractive models. But I am what is
handy and it just takes a second to hold the mini camera at arm's
length and collect this image. Much later I begin the next stage of
the image making process on the computer photo program ( 'Lightroom',
in this case) and realize that, bonanza, I have the possibility of
seeing this reversed as white stripes on a black body and set to work
to paint and adjust the image to tell a different, and to me, more
interesting story.
If I were simply making a figure
of fun, some old aborigine decorated for a corroboree, beyond the
black stump, far away in the outback of Australia, I hope that I
would not make this image, but what occurred to me is that the
difference between the white me and the black me here is a trick of
light and shadow. The essential job of all the arts is finding and
expressing meaning; and painting and decorating the body has to be
the earliest form of that process in the visual arts. The point for
the Aborigines (and other peoples around the world) of the decoration
( and the music, words and dance that are part of the process) is
to participate in the continuing story of creation; that eternal
present that must be regularly honoured and created else it fade away
forever.
Surely that has always been the
central function of the arts, the continual creation and re-creation
of meaning - visually and in music, dance or word. My photograph
simply participates in that process of making form - finding and
building structures that express ideas.
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