Joseph Pucci, Throggs Neck, New York Member Since August 2008 Artist Statement It's odd how we can go through our lives and not notice those things which have been a constant. Only recently have I noticed what has been a constant through my life.
A few years ago I was looking at an old photo album with my Mother and realized that the pictures were fading a way. With my background in computers, I went about the task of scanning in all the photos that my Mother had. I thought, "This will be easy, how long could it take". How wrong I was, needless to say, I'm still scanning in photos and cleaning up pictures.
But I discovered something about a third of the way in to the project and it was a revelation. As I scanned in the photographs I leaned to recognize who the photographer was for most of the pictures. Mostly it was my Father behind the camera. At some point I realized that their was another person who was contributing to the collection but I couldn't figure out who it was until I took a break from scanning in pictures. At this point I had amassed a large collection of scanned images which all needed to be cleaned up in one form or another. It was during this cleaning up process that I discovered who my mystery photographers identity. My mystery photographers image was caught in the reflection of a mirror. To my surprise, I was the photographer. Their I was, standing on chair with a Browning Box camera in hand. When I asked my Mother about this she told me that my father had given the old camera. I don't recall any of it and I'm not surprised because I was just a small child but it was a good starting point for me.
As I said earlier, this was a revelation for me. I had not realized the roll photography had played in my life. The Camera became a silent observer of life. It saw and captured moments.
My Father had told me, "the Camera is like a time machine, its pictures can take you to people, places and times that are forever, the images live forever"