Antique shops always hold a
certain fascination with me. There is a somewhat weird thing that happens to
me, I seem to search out all the strange dolls or mannequins that reside within
their walls or do they search out me? Maybe
it is because they are always staring at me and seem to want to say something;
of course they can’t or can they.
I often wonder what they
would say to me if they could, and like wise there are things I would like to
ask them. Where did you reside before you ended up here and what stories do you
have to tell. And so, I use my
photography to capture the feelings I feel while roaming down the isles where
antique objects seem to want to communicate with me and I so back at them.
I feel certain sadness as I
move past these silent objects. It
becomes an eerie world where the past seems to form an alternate reality with
the present as you pass each area of objects -knowing that these objects
sitting silently before you were loved and cherished before they were assigned
to this antique limbo.
Technically -because the
lighting usually changes from area to area you find yourself changing your ISO
often (ISO 500-800 with a shutter speed of 1/60 sec). Also, many of the objects are sometimes among
other clutter -which becomes a challenge to isolate what you want to show. Some
burning in of surrounding objects in post processing helps and because of the
lighting, you are usually shooting with wide-open f-stops, which also help with
selective focus.
