My montage inverts the meaning of the seasons, turning
winter into a season of activity and youth, when it is usually symbolic of
hibernation and death. This isn’t to say
that the other seasons portrayed are supposed to be depressing, they are
beautiful in their own light, but much more introverted and more subtle than traditionally portrayed. Summer, spring, and autumn seem uninhabited,
while winter is bustling with birds and human activity. These birds become a comforting pattern
throughout the work, interacting with the scene and snowman. The emphasis on time spent depicting winter in
this work allows the viewer to project himself onto the snowman, and sympathize
as it melts. I am reminded of how
temporary our own footprint in the world is, and I am humbled by nature’s
ability to continue its cycle with or without me. Nostalgia bubbles to the surface when I think of the urgency of time, and the time that has passed already that is only tangible through fading memories. By narrating the montage, the piece becomes
much more meditative, because it unites thought with image, and there is an ebb
and flow to the work that resembles natural phenomenon, like rainfall. Had I elected to use random sounds, the work
would have felt less personal and less unified, since there wouldn’t be a voice
guiding you through the piece. Sounds
may have assaulted or contradicted the photographs, or compromised the dynamic undercurrent that the human voice provides.
The human voice is a natural and raw instrument, which compliments the
nature imagery.
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