Thursday, 18 March 2010

My Meaning.

Okay, so honestly I'm not really sure what my meaning here is. I have attempted to strike up questions such as 'who lives here?' and keep the mind wondering. Instead of just looking at the photograph and going 'hmmmm'. In the last image you find out who lives there, but then how do you know that she is definitly the owner?

It's just a piece of wood, so what is stopping our curiosity from stepping in? What lies behind it? What has gone on in there? Does it resemble my home?

Doors, gates and walls give us privacy. They act as a barrier. I have tried to show that though aesthetically they are nice, horrible things may have gone on in there. So is privacy always a good thing?

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