Room With A View"In the Underverse standing the ruins of the Palace of the Shadows." Part of an image series of a "trip" through the Underverse of Reality.
The common misconception, for most folks, is the true nature of photography. Photography was born out the desire to capture the world around us. It allowed us to be remembered in vivid detail. In the world before photography we relied upon the written word or artistic renderings. These tools documented the world and life in it. Before photography only the affluent could afford an artist to document their world. Perhaps not the world as it was, but as how they saw it. We as human beings want to be remembered long after we are gone. We dislike the notion of being left behind and forgotten. Our pride and longing for social acceptance propels us to leave marks upon the world. Much like the king Ozymandias, from Shelly’s sonnet.
Photography catapulted an explosion of capturing the world and life around it. Photography was heralded as a preservation of history. It was perhaps the greatest tool invented next to the written word. Perhaps even more illustrious than the written word. In truth photography has became a great tool to help sell the victor’s vision of their world. How does that proverb go, “History is written by the victorious.” We only see what we are allowed or assumed to see. There is very little truth in photography. However it looks so real we want to believe it is.
With the invention of digital technology we have the ability to bring to life even the most bizarre reality. The viewer is actively encourage suspend their disbelief. The more powerful the image the more it breathes and grows. The more we want to believe it.
I call myself Foto Dono because I have a unique vision of the world. I use Foto Dono to label that vision. I use photography as a tool to help create this vision for you to believe in. Much like any artist has done in the past. Some people ask me, “Is that what you actually saw when you shot it?” I always say, “Yes, that’s what I saw when I shot it,” and mutter softly, “sort of.” The images and art I create are how I see things. Sometimes they look like a carbon copy and the other times... well... let’s say it can veer off a tad. Remember all artists are liars especially where the truth is concerned.
I wonder what will happen to my art work years from now. Will Foto Dono art end up in some thrift store? There some future artist will buy it for five bucks. They’ll just want it for the frame and toss the art. In a way my art is much like the statues of Ozymandias left to rot and ruin. There we have the ultimate destination of most artists. There we have their Rise to Obscurity.
11/6/2011 - From an old blog post.
I met a traveller from an antique land
Who said: Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desart. Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk, a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them and the heart that fed:
And on the pedestal these words appear:
"My name is Ozymandias, king of kings:
Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!"
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away