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Artist Statement
Painting By Camera
by Marcia Smilack
I photograph reflections on moving water. I collaborate with Nature
to create images I call Paintings by Camera. I use the surface
of the sea as my canvas, borrow the seasonal colors for my palette, and
rely on the wind for my brushes. I have only one chance to capture an
image before it morphs into another, so I am at the mercy of whatever
Nature decides to give me that day. I am like a fisherman who goes
looking for the place where the blues are running, or the yellows, or
the reds; and the images I reel in are always a surprise which is how I
like it.
People often ask if I manipulate the water but why would I when the
whole point is to be surprised? The thrill for me is to leave my house
without a clue of what I will find when I put on my eyes that day.
Manipulating the water would take away the element of discovery which
would, in turn, make the Art go away. For a similar reason, I never
manipulate the image after I take an image either.
The way I taught myself photography is to shoot when I hear a
chord of color, which is one of my Synesthetic responses to what I
see. I knew nothing about photography at the time so decided
to just trust what I hear in my mind's eye. I use my Synesthetic
responses as reliable signals that tell me when to take a picture -- at
the moment that the color I am staring at creates the sound of cello,
for example, which for me is not a metaphor but rather the way I
perceive the world. The name for this phenomenon is Synesthesia, but I
was twenty-five years old before I heard that word or understood that
everyone does not perceive the world as I do.
I hear with my eyes and see with
my ears.
The first note I played on the piano was green. I was quite young that
special day whereas I was an adult the day I realized I experience
color-sound Synesthesia in both directions. Some of the other Synesthetic responses I use to create my artwork include texture,
motion and taste. For instance, I take pictures when what I am looking
at produces the sensation of satin against my skin, the sensation of
dancing, or the taste of ice cream.
I dream many images before I actually see them on the water. I
often feel like a reporter from the Collective Unconscious. I
stand poised at the edge of a floating tableau of reflections that pass
by whether anyone notices them or not. Collected, these archetypal
images form a universal alphabet. Tide to tide, the sea’s mirrored
surface washes up to and over the sea-land barrier like a cerebral
moat, as if the universe is dreaming. And while reflected images, like
dreams, cannot be repeated, unlike dreams they can be recorded. I go
fishing for archetypes and the catch that I bring home -- the dreams
of the universe -- belongs to us all.
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