Sunday, June 13, 2010
"If one says 'Red' – the name of color – and there are fifty people listening, it can be expected that there will be fifty reds in their minds. And one can be sure that all these reds will be very different." (Josef Albers)
I am struggling with the idea of "seeing." Seeing in a way that is important, in the way that I know is vital to society's betterment. I know deep down that my perspective is unique. But, why is it unique? Isn't each person's perspective different, therefore special? Do I even need to place a "worth" on my perspective?
When I have traveled to other countries or my experience with the homeless in the United States, I tried to place myself in their shoes, so I could see with their "eyes." Though impossible, I tried my best. I learned that I could never experience another person's life. I discovered truly what my own humanness and faced myself. I am finding that I could spend my life struggling with just my own perspective. That is a daunting task. I have to find the words, the language, either in visual imagery or the written word to express my perspective. I want to show people that images impact their decisions and how we treat one another and how we live our lives. I want to show that the images bombarding us everyday are shaping who we are becoming. From my perspective, who we are becoming in the United States is a very frightening people. But, how do I connect the color to the eye to the human action?