Take A Seat… Or Any Other Subject You Might Find Along The Way Page 2
When my crew got back from their day at the beach they found me sitting in
a café, reading a book, my wandering behind me. I was happy, content,
relaxed. I'd accomplished exactly what I'd set out to accomplish.
But as I sorted the photos, I started thinking about something--maybe you've already picked up on this. Do you see what I saw? I mean, looking at the photos now, I think that psychologically I was photographing things that reflected my state of mind. After the all-out effort of two intensive weeks of assignment shooting, I went out and saw chairs. Symbolic of rest, perhaps? I saw doorways. Symbolic of escape from all that work? I saw food. My reward for all that hard work? I saw walls. Symbolic of...well, you get it.
I started thinking that all the things I saw and photographed perhaps represented some unconscious desire felt during the big shoot. So despite my commercial success, do these photos mean that what I really want to do is nothing more than wander around with a camera, free to shoot what I want to shoot? What I really want is to be free of restraints, of assignments? Maybe that's what I'm seeing in the photographs I took.
But then, as Freud suggested, sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.