Boredom Schmoredom (with Photo Journalism)

Echo has a story to tell her grandpa, Juju. It’s about daily life in her household, and her medium is in the form of a couple-dozen-odd digital photographs. Each one was individually significant for her, and each one specifically chosen to be included in her collection. And, after a little camera lesson, all the shots were arranged, framed, and taken solely by Echo. She even re-shot a couple of them when they didn’t turn out as she’d intended initially.

Here is a Papa’s proud sampling:

This one has a Velvet Underground feel to me… I really enjoy the use of color.

 

This one says to me, “I could get sued for this later, but I’m taking it anyway.” So spontaneous…

 

Up close and personal with the family’s favorite ridable rubber bouncing horse. He’s a rodeo celebrity, and has appeared in GQ Pony. That’s his eye in the upper left corner…

 

In another unflinchingly close look at her life, Echo explores fabric texture and line…

 

The archetypal moment in every artist’s life when she begins to come to terms with herself as the artist… Beholding the eye of the beholder, if you will…

 

A dreamy suggestion of winter life in a cozy Montana community…

 

An unobtrusive, yet deeply telling portrait…

 

A visionary blending of the extremes cohabiting the modern child’s existential dilemma.

 

The telling power of a moment is rendered here, as Echo captures an image of the cabinet door pulls that she remembered Juju really liking. And an obvious bookend for the present exhibition…

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It’s so fun to watch our girls look around and explore, and even record their perspectives on, the world. So fun, too, to help them do that. And to experience living life toward it.

I wanted to mention as well that, although, this time it did involve some electronic gadgetry, I think a digital camera is still a creative and investigative tool and, therefore, not in the same nefarious category as things like TV and video games. And unlike TV, the digital camera was the tool Echo used to direct the energy of potential boredom — it didn’t generate that boredom itself. In our home, boredom isn’t generally a bad word, just an avenue to something new, if appropriately addressed. TV isn’t seen as a Bandaid for the sensation of boredom, either, but a generator for the most debilitating, powerless, irritated version of it. Rather than trying to find ways to keep our girls from ever experiencing natural boredom, we give them enough space to develop creatively that when boredom comes along, they are able to channel it into their creativity. TV tends to short circuit that ability, as well as creating the more uncomfortable strand of boredom.

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Be well.

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About Nathan M McTague, CPCC, CPDPE

I am a full-time parent of three, Writer, Life Coach, Lecturer, Parenting Mentor, and Shamanic Practitioner. In all of the above, I am seeking to assist my fellow humans in their processes of claiming and unleashing their highest potentials.
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2 Responses to Boredom Schmoredom (with Photo Journalism)

  1. kloppenmum says:

    I had never thought of there being two kinds of boredom, but I can certainly see your point. I think, that irritability around screen-time withdrawl is largely overlooked and labelled/treated as naughtiness by many. I’m reading Charlie and the Chocolate Factory to the big boys at the moment, and just love the poem about Mike Teavee. Might have to post it! I really liked the shot Echo took of her reflection. Very cool.

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