I hate hospitals.
As far as I remember, I have always hated to go to the hospital. Who likes it? Well, I guess the very few of us. Probably docs.
As a child I remember the long waiting times seating on a chair to be the next one to get in. My mom took my hand end I was pretty scared. Many years later, as soldier having a little surgery, I could note that the smell is still the same. I had become an adult, but as soon as I was at the hospital I had the feeling it was not true, being treated as kid : clothes off, pyjama from the place, always someone coming in and out without knocking on the door… My will, my wishes… gone, you have become a body to cure and you’ve lost all that builds your humanity.
Sure, I know doctors save lives in hospitals. I know all that and 10 minutes in front of ER on TV makes you understand what it is about. But every time I cross the doors of hospitals, I can’t help but think this is where people are born and where they… die.
When I am there, I feel this ambivalence, and as a result I sense a tension.
I have tried to catch it in the shot above. The light provides a kind of drama. The temperature of light is cool. If you have been thinking :” what’s this? and why is this bed empty? ” as you saw the shot, then I have reached my goal. When I saw this bed, I could not help but wonder if the guy who was in it before was still alive. Sounds wired or crazy, but the idea he could have been released with a smile on his face did not cross my mind.
If you can feel that tension, then this shot works. This shot is a way to say : “Go away, may God or Fate make I will never get close to you!”
Can you sens this disturbing feeling in this shot?
This was shot with a fuji EX1, postpro: I applied a BW preset in Exposure 5 and I mixed the result with the original.
More to come…