just added this to my series (maybe).

hmm.

SELLING PRINTS!

unframed. $15.

http://www.alexisschwallier.com/#!__forgetting-what-it-all-means

you can see them all here ^ i will print them 5x5 - 12x12 depending on what size you like. the one pictured is 8x18 (can go smaller). 

alexischwallier:

forgetting what it all means

120 color negative

5x22 archival pigment print

so all summer i have been continuing with this project. i’ve been writing more and more, and have been shooting constantly. the only big difference is the fact that it’s not out of a car. i’ve just been documenting my life but shooting in the same way that i shot this project. i’ve also done some 35MM in holga with a modification. i need to scan it, and keep shooting. i have a month left. and i would like to have a portfolio from my writings/photos from up here. a new chapter to add to this one. i feel like it’s going to be an ongoing thing.

anyway, follow my photoblog.

i guess it’s time to post my artist statment where people can actaully read it. this is the one image that sold out of 9. the total body of work has about 25..so far. it was all done with holga on a road trip. everything is in camera, and no drastic editing was done in photoshop…we all gotta clean up our dust marks someway or another! and i will be working on getting the series on my website soon. it’s hard for me to be done with this project. i feel like it will never be finished, and my writings will only help with that. my goal this summer is to read more books, starting with ones i’ve been wanting to reread. and write more. write and share more. and of course, take photographs. today is day one of being a college graduate.. hello world.

                                       forgetting what it all means

i live a double life, with the path i follow and the one that chooses. fate plays a hand, or is it luck, or a roll of the die. the uncertainty of a right versus a left. “what’s in store for me in the direction i don’t take?”* while we never know, we keep perusing the footsteps of intuition. and i’m afraid of forgetting what it all means. so we capture it in tiny dots of color - battle scars of moments sustained in time. and that captured color ignites the sky, lights up the vast nothingness in which we created more nothingness. gave meaning to the nothingness. that nothing meant to be destroyed. and we laughed as the last of the sun exploded on the horizon. the spots of color, the sound of thunder, the world had ended in the echo. what was left was nothing but the same nothing, destroyed and recreated. north was no longer north, and south could have been east. but it didn’t matter. nothing mattered. “cross bridges, burn paths, and set fire to the future.” it seemed the future was already on fire, an uncertain, hazy outcome of the unknown. i knew the places we were seeing, i knew we had been there before, but everything was a glimpse, now. memories, snippets of late night movies flashing across the screen of my eyelids.

“What is the feeling when you’re driving away from people, and they recede on the plain till you see their specks dispersing? -it’s the too huge world vaulting us, and it’s good-bye. But we lean forward to the next crazy venture beneath the skies.”                           Jack Kerouac*

here is my work all framed and ready to be hung on the wall!!

i live a double life, the path i follow and the one that chooses.

another photo that will be in parallax on april 14th. i still need a title. 

i’m afraid of forgetting what it all means, so we capture it in tiny dots of color.

one of the images that will be in my exhibition on april 14th.

not all of these are in my show. but i am making a book. i’m really proud and excited. i need to write more. any and all feed back is much appreciated.