These walls
Posted: 27 Mar 2011 00:19
Hier dan eindelijk mijn al langgeleden beloofde photostory. Hij is vrij lang, dus best wel wat scrolwerk maar ik hoop dat niemand zich daaraan stoort. Op het einde heb ik een zo'n kort mogelijke uitleg over mijn idee hierachter. Gekopieerd vanuit deviantart.
There are several different concepts behind this work, different ways to look at the photos and tell the story.
The first photo is Regan just sitting there. With the second photo starts the using of symbolism.
He never really does fall. This is what you see in the last. He is still sitting there, on top of the walls. What does happen is that he feels like he is falling. Rayne, his little sister, is his doorway to the world. Without her, he feels like the walls are suddenly higher than they had ever been. He never was a very social guy, but Rayne always helped him. Whether she intended to or not.
He looks up to the sky above. Reaching out but out of reach. The light could be interpreted as if it were Rayne. She is there, somewhere still. (He doesn’t believe she died in the fire.) But yet he cannot reach her, he doesn’t know where she is.
The other way the light could be interpreted, is that the light is ‘the outer world’. The world Regan has a hard time connecting to. And now with Rayne gone, it seems that much harder.
He sits there. Stuck between his walls. His hands, empty. Rayne isn’t in reach, nor is his feeling of ‘freedom’. The blurred photo equals the tears in his eyes that are there but won’t fall.
Desolation. Loneliness. He sits there, alone. Unbearable.
No way out, he keeps trying. Working hard to find his way out. Find Rayne, find his connection to the world he has a hard time reaching out to. Climbing closer to the light. Rayne who made his life seem radiant.
Then he sits on top of the walls. He never truly fell down. And he really is the spectator of the walls. Walls in his mind and heart. Walls he is only imagining to be there. Walls he should ‘climb out of’. Walls that will blind him in his search for his little sister.
Lyrics (c) Trapt (These walls, Waiting, Still Frame, Made of Glass)
There are several different concepts behind this work, different ways to look at the photos and tell the story.
The first photo is Regan just sitting there. With the second photo starts the using of symbolism.
He never really does fall. This is what you see in the last. He is still sitting there, on top of the walls. What does happen is that he feels like he is falling. Rayne, his little sister, is his doorway to the world. Without her, he feels like the walls are suddenly higher than they had ever been. He never was a very social guy, but Rayne always helped him. Whether she intended to or not.
He looks up to the sky above. Reaching out but out of reach. The light could be interpreted as if it were Rayne. She is there, somewhere still. (He doesn’t believe she died in the fire.) But yet he cannot reach her, he doesn’t know where she is.
The other way the light could be interpreted, is that the light is ‘the outer world’. The world Regan has a hard time connecting to. And now with Rayne gone, it seems that much harder.
He sits there. Stuck between his walls. His hands, empty. Rayne isn’t in reach, nor is his feeling of ‘freedom’. The blurred photo equals the tears in his eyes that are there but won’t fall.
Desolation. Loneliness. He sits there, alone. Unbearable.
No way out, he keeps trying. Working hard to find his way out. Find Rayne, find his connection to the world he has a hard time reaching out to. Climbing closer to the light. Rayne who made his life seem radiant.
Then he sits on top of the walls. He never truly fell down. And he really is the spectator of the walls. Walls in his mind and heart. Walls he is only imagining to be there. Walls he should ‘climb out of’. Walls that will blind him in his search for his little sister.
Lyrics (c) Trapt (These walls, Waiting, Still Frame, Made of Glass)
Nog een weekje voor je Mr. Emo-Boy kan ontmoeten! (Toeval..ik stuitte vandaag trouwens op een emo-meeting toen ik op het station moest zijn. XD)
Nou het is zeker alle moeite waard geweest, een foto story waar je trots op mag zijn! en yup nog 1 week voor Ze Mad Tea Parteh!!! My boys are ready to raise some hell mwuhahaha 
Maar dat is inderdaad de symboliek die ik uit wil drukken, en dat het daglicht dan bv Rayne is. (Of de buitenwereld)