This project attempted to capture two things. One; The steady loss of self identity I felt when faced with social isolation. Two; An attempt at self reflection as meditation. I felt I needed to take a look at myself via a trial of self portraits. This turned out to be both good and bad. The good turned out to be a feeling of "captured-ness", as though I could now show instead of explain my feelings. The bad came in the form of intense panic, violent self criticism and paralysing self loathing. In a sense I got what I wanted - A way to show how I often feel. The anxiety I put myself through via its creation however has me skeptical about ever picking up a camera again.
Major project
understanding who you are is important to a sense of identity. As humans we rely on this sense of self as a form of differentiation and classification. Who we are exists in opposition to who everyone else is. During a lockdown however, when there is no people to contrast an identity with, how do we maintain our personal identity? And what happens when we loose it all together?