Be Inspired – Choose a Soundtrack
Music inspires me, it always has. It allows us escape to drift and flow. When it is right my creative channels open up, I see further, I see differently and it takes me places creatively that I perhaps would not get to straight away. I need to let music inspire my photography.
I tend to be quite a visual person so find that I have a knack of matching sound to images. I see stories unfold, collections of images come to me, when the music ‘takes me’.
As I write Ludovico Einaudi’s – Timelapse is providing the soundtrack.
I was out shooting last year on a crisp Winter’s day. As I drove through the fields the snow was being whipped up by the wind, drifting softly across the fields. I immediately thought of a piece from Einaudi’s new album, or more, the transition within the piece as the crescendo built. It worked for me.
There is a lot to be said for slowing things down when out within a landscape. Just stopping for a while to breathe it all in. Slow your thoughts down and bring them into tune with what lies around you. I personally find I see more, I see differently when I do this. You form more of a connection, rather than simply walking by and creating images from the ‘outside’.
Varying this approach take the music with you and allow something you love to become the soundtrack and see if you appreciate or see the landscape differently.
My only warning is that it can be emotional when the senses combine.
The Soundtrack Project
I’m planning a series of images where I choose the soundtrack in advance and then try to reinforce the story I see in the music with a flow of images. I’m yet to decide whether it will be a collection of entirely static images or perhaps a blend of stills and video.
I see it working two ways.
I absorb the music in a neutral environment, see where it takes me and create a list of images that I subsequently head out to shoot. Or perhaps I take the music with me and allow myself to respond to the music within a pre-determined environment. Either way it should be an interesting challenge.
Yesterday I couldn’t get Tchaikovsky’s 1812 out of my head as I watched the waves crashing into the breakwater down in Shoreham, West Sussex like bombs going off.