this site was created to stimulate conversation about hope. you may have found a polaroid with this website on the back, or happened upon it through the internet abyss. no matter. you are here. so please leave a comment and answer this: what gives you hope?
(to respond, click on "# comments" under the set of photos where you found the polaroid (or any entry) and share what gives you hope.)
it's interesting that i found this polaroid on the one place that matters the most.. a place to keep my 1982 scwhinn le tour safe and locked up at all times.
my bicycle gives me hope.
seeing smiling faces while i'm on my bicycle, gives me hope.
being able to smile back, gives me hope.
the limitless possibilities that the future may hold for me, gives me hope.
change gives me hope.
my mother gives me hope for surviving cancer.
my dad gives me hope for winning many marathons in his lifetime.
Kelly, What gives me hope? There are so many things, but as I asked myself this vital question one answer came to mind: friendship. There is nothing in the world like a friend, someone that knows all you are, and still loves you just the same. As I look through your photos I think of love, laugher, grace and so much more. The person behind the camera gives me hope because I see passion, beauty, wonder, and creation through your eyes. Dispite the mess of life there is still beauty...like the signs of life after a wildfire...one piece of green admist the ashes. So we breath in and we breath out, life goes on just the same...if that isn't hope, then I don't know what is. - Jen
I am aware of a hurting world where tragedy strikes daily. I can best articulate my response to these tragedies and my understanding of hope through finding colors and details with the camera. So, when a typically beige building displays a piece of street art, a scrap of ribbon lies on the sidewalk, or the grass presents a newly fallen treasure, I notice. When I recognize these aspects of life that are easily missed, I find a hope that I address in my art. Particularly through photography, I present images as a challenge for viewers to ponder their own hopes and to become more aware of their world. I remember being repulsed by the idea of always carrying my camera because I felt like in doing so, I would be stepping out of life rather than enjoying it fully. But since doing so, I have learned to see better. In this piece, I present these photographic explorations of hope. I call for others to see beauty in the ordinary and desire for this to spur them to change their world.
i am an artist striving to recover hope and beauty through photography, growing food, bartering, biking, living closely with community and as simply as i can.
the images that are taped around the world are fakes. i create polaroid looking images by assembling a printed image and white frame. this dimension brings me deeper into the project, making a greater connection to the work and those who find the polaroid. (admittedly, it did begin because polaroid film is so expensive. but ive chosen to continue it in this way. they are my hand made gifts to the world.)
do you want to participate in this polaroid community by taping polaroids wherever you are? email kelleyjordan@gmail.com with your mailing address so i can send you a package.
it's interesting that i found this polaroid on the one place that matters the most.. a place to keep my 1982 scwhinn le tour safe and locked up at all times.
ReplyDeletemy bicycle gives me hope.
seeing smiling faces while i'm on my bicycle, gives me hope.
being able to smile back, gives me hope.
the limitless possibilities that the future may hold for me, gives me hope.
change gives me hope.
my mother gives me hope for surviving cancer.
my dad gives me hope for winning many marathons in his lifetime.
love gives me hope.
simply being, gives me hope.
hope gives me hope.
Kelly,
ReplyDeleteWhat gives me hope? There are so many things, but as I asked myself this vital question one answer came to mind: friendship. There is nothing in the world like a friend, someone that knows all you are, and still loves you just the same. As I look through your photos I think of love, laugher, grace and so much more. The person behind the camera gives me hope because I see passion, beauty, wonder, and creation through your eyes. Dispite the mess of life there is still beauty...like the signs of life after a wildfire...one piece of green admist the ashes. So we breath in and we breath out, life goes on just the same...if that isn't hope, then I don't know what is.
- Jen