Black and White Emotions - © Jaeda DeWalt
A hauntingly sensual walk through my soul via my self-portraits, video clips, ethereal music and the spoken word. Includes previously unpublished pictures and candid shots… offering a strangely intimate and thought-provoking experience.
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Belted 1 is a self-portrait taken from photographic artist, Jaeda DeWalt’s, Belted series and is a part of the DeWalt Gallery collection.
ABOUT THIS SERIES:
The Belted series came about when my stability ball burst. I use it to do my stomach crunches and sit-ups. I remembered the movie, “The Professional” and decided to belt myself to the edge of my bed to do my sit-ups, the way Leon did in the movie, until my new stability ball arrived. I ended up hooking a bunch of belts together and thought to myself “Hey, that would make an awesome photo prop!” and the Belted series was conceived.
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Belted 3 is a self-portrait taken from photographic artist, Jaeda DeWalt’s, Belted series and is a part of the DeWalt Gallery collection.
ABOUT THIS SERIES:
The Belted series came about when my stability ball burst. I use it to do my stomach crunches and sit-ups. I remembered the movie, “The Professional” and decided to belt myself to the edge of my bed to do my sit-ups, the way Leon did in the movie, until my new stability ball arrived. I ended up hooking a bunch of belts together and thought to myself “Hey, that would make an awesome photo prop!” and the Belted series was conceived.
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The Hurt is a self-portrait taken from photographic artist Jaeda DeWalt’s The Abyss series and is a part of the DeWalt Gallery collection. Image was photographed using a digital camera with a remote-controlled shutter release.
I photographed myself through a tinted glass coffee table along with some transparency sheets that i crimped and cut, by running them through my paper shredder, to create a dark, emotive atmosphere.
ABOUT THIS IMAGE:
In the book of life we all experience painful and traumatic chapters. The latest chapter of my existence has been filled with hurt and pain, personal struggle.
What does a wounded soul look like? What does the face of private pain look like? The one we hide behind the social masks we wear everyday… that face we reveal when we are all alone and succumb to… THE HURT. I tried to answer this question by putting myself in front of the camera and being as open and vulnerable as possible.
I am so grateful to all of you for partaking of my art, when you partake of my art, you participate in my healing.
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Beauty for Ashes is a self-portrait taken from photographic artist, Jaeda DeWalt’s, Deconstructing Jaeda series. Images were photographed using a digital camera and self-timer shutter release. FOLLOW ME: tumblr, facebook, twitter, flickr, youtube Browse through all my blog posts: visit my archive
ABOUT THIS IMAGE:
I only used available light to photograph these images. A first for me. I used two pieces of white, uncut trim, the workers left here, to make the life-size cross. I set the camera overhead on a step ladder and used a self-timer. Because the trim boards were loose, they kept moving on me, when i tried to pose on them. Took me 70 shots to nail that pose! It was a good workout! LOL The background is a macro of a corner of carpet padding and carpet that had been uprooted by the workers. I covered the window with a sheer canvas drop cloth the workers left behind.
WHAT INSPIRED THIS SERIES – THE BACK STORY
I have been working for months to prepare my home for a complete remodel.
Work finally began on my bedroom and bathroom Friday. The workmen left their tools here over the weekend. I felt inspired to photograph my sad, gutted out, little bedroom. LOL The tools and construction will show up later in this series.
Everything in my apartment was old and violated code, 13 years ago, when i moved in. My current residential manager finally heard my pleas and made stuff happen! Thanks to her i am getting new carpet, flooring, closet doors, window treatments, doors, cabinets, countertops, truly, EVERYTHING! I am so excited about these changes, even though working and living through a remodel is very difficult!
THE MEANING:
This series represents, tearing down the past and starting anew. Beauty for Ashes means many things to me personally… there’s the concept of forgiveness, of setting yourself free, letting go, starting over. It is often a painful, disruptive process, that gets worse before it gets better. It also represents some wounding personal issues i am trying to find my way through, with no real way to know, what the outcome or ending will be. Thank you for taking this journey with me :).
The Faceless Dream is a self portrait created by photographic artist, Jaeda DeWalt and is a part of the DeWalt Gallery collection.
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Sinuous is a self-portrait created by photographic artist, Jaeda DeWalt and is a part of the DeWalt Gallery collection. Image photographed using a digital camera with a remote-controlled shutter release.
ABOUT THIS IMAGE:
The body lines were created by laying my body across a back saver chair.
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Those that have met me in person know i have an ongoing battle with depth perception and poor eyesight. At one of my jobs i was sarcastically nicknamed, “grace” for my ability to trip and walk into walls. LOL I tripped on the edge of my bed, the left side of my body landed on the metal corner of the bed frame, puncturing my skin and leaving a bruise the size of a baseball. OUCH!
Birdie Boy follows me everywhere and was in route when the timer went off. I decided to find some creative way to incorporate Birdie Boy and this interesting little bruise, into my art. Hence, Hopes Horizon.
HOW THIS IMAGE WAS CREATED:
The background is comprised of a picture of the Seattle sky i photographed on a hot summers day. The rocks and water were photographed at a nearby park.
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Influence is a self-portrait taken from photographic artist, Jaeda DeWalt’s, The Emotional Bleed Out series and is a part of the DeWalt Gallery collection. Image shot with a digital camera and self-timer shutter release. Hair, make-up and styling also created by Jaeda DeWalt.
THE HELL OF CREATING THIS IMAGE:
My camera with the the remote-controlled shutter release, died. I am now back to using a camera with a self-timer and it is so much more difficult! So to get this shot i had to shackle myself, limp over to the camera, set the timer and then kind of hop and drag myself into frame. It took so many tries to get this shot and i was so sore the next day! LOL
WHAT’S THAT APPARATUS AROUND YOUR WAIST?
The apparatus around my mid-section is symbolic. The red “X” symbolizes my ex boyfriends, the red in the “x” represents pain. And the fact the “x” is over a window symbolizes the little universes inside of me shutting down and going dim.
The image wrapped around my mid-section is actually a window view of Seattle, from inside the red room.
I photographed that red room image from inside the Seattle Public Library, though i digitally altered it quite a bit. I added the escape hatch in the ceiling, lowered the ceilings and took some of the detailing out and added some dark cast-off shadows on the floor.
MORE ABOUT THIS IMAGE:
This image is about the power of influence. Our circle of influence can be positive or negative. It can lift us up or drag us down.
This image symbolizes my relationship struggles and how i allowed negative influence to pull me into a downward spiral.
I have been in relationships where things start out with an intense connection. Over time things take a turn and one day i wake up and realize my voice is gone, i am a just a whisper of my former self. The little universes inside of me have gone dim. I no longer belong to myself. And i ask myself why i allowed it to happen? Why did i surrender myself? Why am i being so weak?
I have a very strong personality but put me in the presence of someone with a dominant personality and i struggle not to regress back to the role of the silent victim.
On the flip side, when i become wounded, i tend to take the other persons voice away by shutting down or fleeing. I finally realized i did this because my voice was taken away as a child. It felt so horrible not to have a voice, as a child. I knew, as an adult, i didn’t want to wound others in the same way. So i began learning how not to shut down when i am wounded. And i started learning how to offer others the chance to say what they need to say, even if it is difficult to hear… to give them a voice, closure, understanding, whatever it is they need in the face of relationship conflict.
All of my relationships have taught me so much about myself, life and the world around me. I have no regrets. Sometimes pain can be our greatest teacher.
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Suzanne is an image taken from photographic artist, Jaeda DeWalt’s, series of the same name and is a part of the DeWalt Gallery collection.
ABOUT THIS IMAGE:
Suzanne discovered my work through a mutual friend of ours, when she was 15. She told me as soon as she turned 18 she was posing for me and that’s exactly what she did. She is an exotic beauty, a great friend and was wonderful to work with.
I got this shot by covering a couch with fabric and having Suzanne lay on the couch while posing behind a life-size frame … as she is a beautiful, living, work of art.
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