The two miles between my home and the lake was more challenging than I expected. Shoulders burning... Shoes betraying every step... Constantly switch arms to give the other a break. Tonight was the night I took custody of Aaron and I was compelled to capture him.
Aaron, Chandra Garsson's first sculpture,
is more than just a piece heavy with symbols,
but a symbol of heaviness.
The two miles between my home and the lake was more challenging than I expected. Four wheels evolved beyond their purpose to roll. Seven lifeless arms reminds me that mine aren't any different. Shifting and expressive eyes giving this sculpture soul. More reason to find this piece haunting.
Lugging him to the park at 2 o'clock in the morning, I had the idea to shoot him at night. Leaving my wallet and cell phone at home, the spirit of caution weighed heavily on the atmosphere. My camera was the loudest thing happening. If it weren't for the distant streetlights, I'd be totally blind. Police cars continually crept passed as I carried this baby carriage around the dark lake.
Risk is fertile ground for brilliance.
The two miles between my home and the lake was more challenging than I expected. The more inconvenient Aaron became, the more I realized what he symbolized. I realized that he wasn't the first child I've had to lug around. I believe Aaron represents the burdensome blessing of an artist. Novels collecting dust. Recordings stuck in my fucking head. Forgotten images that will never see the light of day. These children haunt my ever waking moment. Walking with Aaron in my fatigued arms opened my eyes to my own weightless burdens.
I, too, am disturbed by dense dreams.
However, I keep marching towards my dreams of density.
|Sculpture by Chandra Garsson/ Photographer: Forbidden Light|