Trying to find evidence of my existence is a lot harder than it seems. What am I looking for? After having an hour long heart attack, I thought "anything". Anything that can physically confirm I was there. After harassing my mother for an hour asking her to get out my birth certificate I managed to convince her. The funny thing is I don't have it yet, my mother said she'd give it to me tomorrow morning and for now I have to believe that my birth certificate is there, that it actually exists but it's just hidden somewhere in my parents room. On any other occasion I'd be fine with the wait, but this time.. I'm DYING with anticipation.
For now I'll just have to give her the benefit of the doubt. I searched through some old family albums. It was a task.. I have three older brothers and one older sister so imagine the amount of family albums we have. Thankfully we're quite organized.. strangely organized (Each person had their own photo album) so I eventually found mine. Which actually wasn't that hard, because I haven't really changed much, so I'm sure it's me. I found a couple with a date.. which made me happy. I feel like photography is a great source of evidence. That's what I like about photography, it gives you the opportunity to freeze a moment of time that you'll probably never see again. You've captured that second and that everything in that second existed.
I don't feel like this project will be solely a photographic project. I need to collect all sorts of data.. and that's the initial phase of this project. Getting all the information. A series of experiments. I need to conduct experiments to test my physical and spiritual existence.
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