I love looking up photographers. Spending a couple of minutes or hours searching through the millions of pages on the internet or flicking through the pages of photobooks makes me want to grab my camera and run away with it. Don't you just love the feeling of inspiration? Right now I'm piled up with coursework and the deadlines are just 7 days away, including my 5 hour photography exam! Insert scream, panic, pacing and lots of coffee here! Anyway, my academic english essay on the representation of women in both Merchant of Venice and Othello has been re-drafted 10 times (no exaggeration) as my english teachers are desperate for me to get full marks - yay. It's all good to have the support and will but it's getting to a point where the words have been looked at too much I don't appreciate them or believe they have been wrote in a high enough standard. For example, I handed in a draft today, feeling so down that the introduction was at most a C grade that I did a little dance when he told me it was an A. I'm not kidding I smiled for a good 4 minutes - until he told me the rest was actually a low B/high C grade, damn!
Back to the point of this blog. I find researching photographers as a way to escape the pressures of the world, as good as a nice coffee in my garden at summer nights or daydreaming on the bus. This photographer has particularly caught my eye recently is a Scottish father called David Eustace. His portraits have a way of exposing what lies beneath the surface. In 2009, he went on a road trip with his daughter Rachael and documented it on this website:
http://theanthropologist.net/#/DavidEustace/InSea The photos are truly breath-taking and inspiring. Plus there's also a picturesque film. Maybe it's just because i do not know my father that makes their love and bond for one another something to admire and be shown to the world, but I'm certain to say that the photos speak for themselves.
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