today i found a photographer that i truly dislike, mario testino. i can't decipher a single wave of brain activity from any of his photographs. my train of thought for my final project currently consists of:

body language communicating physically movement through frames diptychs triptychs single images a connection film noir a delicate summer evening yearning a connection to youth up close and out of focus bright light break the body up into frames tree climbing legs a fancy dress no clothes out of focus figure in the distance two people interaction sexual or violent hair underwater with open eyes in a bathtub imagination realm no face no identity looking out a window from both sides portrait dazed not making eye contact breasts reflection of light only from window lying in bed hands and arms wrapped over face and head one person doing the same thing in three different frames back to back lying down or outside

& there will be more to come, i'm sure.