At first, ( once again I find myself repeating the same thing for the third time), I had no idea whatsoever to do with this project. I played around with a lot of ideas in my head whilst listening to the brief and trying to decide what I was going to produce with it, but then we were sent into the outside to draw influence. We were supposed to choose a spot, any spot, and sketch ‘time passing’ in whichever way we saw fit.
This, I had a Problem with. Not a clue what to do, with all these vague ideas swimming in my head, I was as lost as a fart in a storm. Despite this however I set out determined to come up with something. “time passing” seemed to be everywhere yet how could I narrow it down?
I instead sketched things that appealed to me. Certain shapes and forms that looked interesting from different locations throughout the city.
After much confusion I decided then to limit myself and narrow down my options. Instead of choosing somewhere in Cardiff that i would then have to venture to daily and spend afew hours each day sketching/photographing/documenting, I thought to myself where the next best place could be; where i could illustrate time passing in both a conveniently easy place to get to, and a place where something occurs to illustrate time passing in a way that most might not have thought of. This then brought me to the realization of the oldest and by far the greatest way that man has been able to show the passing of time, was conveniently perfectly placed from the view out of my bedroom window: The Sun. Why I hadn’t thought of it before, who knows. But one thing I knew was this: in order to illustrate something as regular as the rising and setting of the sun, I had to give it a story. Something the reader or viewer could be drawn in by.