I’m going to post some of my photos from Ytterjärna on my flickr-account. Everything over there, on flickr, is temporary, since there’s a limit of 200 images (if you don’t pay for an upgrade). It’s not so bad, it means you have to constantly revise what you show, remove photos to post new ones. (The Järna-photos I’ve posted on the blog are still there, see the tag: järna.)
To a certain extent, I feel that I hide behind the camera. It becomes a mediator between me and the world. I don’t think I would have gone to Järna without it, because I’m not sure I could have. I need to see the world through something; I need to see Järna as pictures, not as reality. I’m focused on the small things. On vision. Experience as vision and the replication of vision in pictures. This isn’t what I saw, in a literal sense; photos are a lot less literal than we’d like to imagine, I think. But it’s the picture I made as I avoided a direct experience. It’s a small section of what met my eyes, rendered deceptively into a photograph. It’s a dream world, isn’t it?