Tag: cody spencer
Radius.2014.
Radius.2014.
colour,shapes and lines.
Radius.2014.
I went to the roof again.
Blue milk crates scattered across my concrete desert. A break/brake in my monotonous routine.
I’m climbing the walls. Day in day out the same thing. I struggle to make something of this rat wheel. Trying to create when my palette is limited to prime colour and basic shapes has been fun. I’ve loved it. I need to do something.
Trying to break monotony.Trying.
I’m look forward to next week.
Happy 2014.
So it’s been awhile since i’ve uploaded a photo.
I’ve had no spare time at all. I take my Pentax to work but have only had very small moments to use it. I’ve been sitting on this one roll for about a month.
So most of the next few shots will be from around the mall again. Trying to find something within my surroundings and trying to make something from it.
Happy new years everybody.
Day 36.
Canberra. 2013.
Ward C5a. bed 4.
I returned to my room still drained. Slept for fourteen hours.
Apparently i slept right through my blood tests.
Fear is the hand that pulls your strings.
I was talking to a friend about this moment.
This is the first photo i took when i came to in Westmead hospital after a major bleed.
I’ve haven’t bled that much since i was a child, i almost died again.
When i woke i had my camera on my bedside table, a nikon f60 that my mother had given me when i was nineteen.
My wife had left it for me, the clock read 4:27am. I had to walk.
I detached my drip and slung it over my shoulder. I remember it being so quite, just the hum of machines.
Collecting my thoughts, i didn’t know who i was anymore. A week later i had a nervous breakdown. Not many people noticed, i was afraid.
This was the end of the younger and the beginning of an older man.
Today is the two year anniversary.
Self portrait. 2007.
This photo defeats the purpose of this blog.
The photo is of a much younger me, i’m nineteen in this image.
The photo is one of the first portraits i ever took of myself. At age nineteen i decided i wanted to photograph stuff. No direction, just young and naive.
I’ve been taking photos off and on for 6 years, when i say “off and on” i mean very rarely, the longest gap between photos at one point was 10 months.
Thats the reason why whenever in my bio’s i only say around 2-3 years, collectively thats about how much time i would have put in the past 6 years. It’s only the past 2-3 years i’ve gained a purpose to my work and as an artist.
I slowed right down when i moved to sydney at age twenty, which i regret.
Knowing and feeling the way i do now i would have had a camera with me at all times.
From the beaches of Maroubra to the kitchen of an italian man who had a hanging of assorted cheeses in Broadway, i would have gotten some great memories to show Charli.
But like i was saying it defeats the purpose, this blog is to represent an older man. Not a younger boy. No longer a boy but a man with direction. I talk about what “an older man” is in this post https://codyspencerphoto.wordpress.com/2013/08/16/i-am-afraid/
Maybe i’m just over thinking, lost in reminiscent thoughts.
Cody Spencer Photography 