Music is really driving me lately. Well, maybe not driving me but touching me. I doubt I can put it in words but I guess I am going to try anyway.
Thank God for Christina, my music buddy. She turned me on to Zero 7. We went to the concert on Saturday. She also gave me my first Elliott Smith CD, the one finished up after he died. That was a while back but I always loved it. Everytime I listened to it, I got an emotional reaction. Just recently it occurred to me that I should look up some of his other stuff. I started with Figure 8. OMG, that album is blowing me away. I can not stop listening to it.
I found an interesting connection between the Diane Arbus stuff I have been reading lately and the Elliott music. Sounds like I am in a meloncholy mood wrapping myself up with all these great artists that eventually killed themselves. Don’t worry, I am not susicidal. I think this stuff is touching me like this at this time so I can get deeper with my photography, I feel so shallow.
I am now thinking my obsession with square crop isn’t a coincidence either. Diane is known for her square crop but I got excited over squares before I started reading her story or even thinking of her.
There is a photoblogger that I use to frequent her site, but hadn’t lately (Flickr has a way of sucking time away from other things). Tonight I remembered she went through an Elliott Smith thing. I just googled her and ES and the first entry I found where she mentioned the music was one where she also mention Diane Arbus! And she exclusively shoots square format. Weird. Maybe I am trying to be her!
Whatever is going on, I feel like I am metamorphing and that can only be good. I hope.