This blog was hacked about a year ago and I lost most of my content. As I sort through some of my old photographs, I’m noticing that some of my favorites have a sinister undertone. There’s a mild uneasiness or sense of threat in these that I didn’t consciously intend when I took them.
In real life, this is just my son fiddling with a locker because he’s fascinated by all things mechanical, including locks. The finished product has a kind of gritty, industrial quality that reflects my views of mainstream education.
This is from the side of the building in downtown Latrobe, PA. It was a glorious summer day and I think I intended to capture the irony of this menacing cold war symbol with its incongruous sunny yellow paint. As it turns out, though, I don’t think there’s any irony to it. Because of the angle, it just looks looming and threatening without much “sunniness” to it.
Once again, this i s my son. I think the neighbor’s dilapidated ambulance intensifies the threat of the incoming storm. My son looks a bit like a sailor climbing a mast to assess the nasty weather.
The little white figure at the bottom of the hill combined with the looming shadows above makes this look a bit like a cult ritual in the offing. The obscured face of the in-focus figure at the top of the hill magnifies the effect, somehow. In real life, this was a day of fun at Twin Lakes Park.