I've been thinking a lot about inspiration. The other day I was asked to bring something in to class that inspires me, something non-photographic. I completely froze up. That should be easy, right? But I can't bring in something cheesy like a photograph of friends of family or a boyfriend, that's not me. I can't bring in books because I don't have any with me and honestly books are just a bunch of words that pass through me, some stick and some don't. Clothes don't inspire me so that was out of the picture. I was stuck, I barely brought anything with me to Boston.
I considered what it really means to be inspired by something. I was set on this heavy, mind-blowing awe that comes over you, something that makes you DO and THINK. That has to be inspiration. Then I thought over all the things that I have in my life, things I've experienced. But inspiration doesn't always strike down like lightning, if at all. It's little things, all around that group together and feel a certain way. It isn't material goods that inspire me. It's something more abstract, something that I find in true friends, the way the light reflects on my window, the way I can almost feel my mind expand when I'm told something amazing, the way my heart explodes sometimes. How could I ever capture that and bring it in to class?
What is inspiration particularly supposed to do anyway? My photographs don't come out of some particular event, a book I read or a person I spoke with. I can't be inspired by something and make it what I constantly think about for a project, it doesn't make me do anything immediate or substantial. I work more organically than that, things come together with pushes and pulls, accumulation of experiences help me grow and stretch my process.
I suppose none of this is actually coming to a point. I guess I just freaked out. When asked that question I felt like I should know exactly what to bring, what it meant to me and what to say about it. I don't know if that's possible for me.
I think my answer is this:
I find inspiration in accumulation.
I think that's all I could really tell people.
© Rose Tarman
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