Photographs and hand drawn embellishments of/by Taylor Rico.
The human brain is an enigmatic design. My mind can be a maze or an instrument, depending on my levels of self awareness. Sometimes I'm blindly charmed by my own delusions. Other times, I'm meticulously magnifying my circuitry, making adjustments wherever necessary. I've found functional value and emotional relief through studying my thinking habits. Awareness of the self requires separation from the self. It's nice to spend some time outside of me, even if it’s just for a little while.
A powerful woman
once told me to be
hard on the inside
and soft on the outside.
I turned my skin inside out.
We don't see objects as they are, but rather we perceive the light that bounces from them. I believe film to be the second purest recording of this light, the first being the eye. I prefer film photography as my creative medium because it's limited to reality. I can distort reality within the medium by exposing the same strip of film to light as many times as I please (multiple exposures), but this doesn't change the fact that everything captured on film exists outside of my head; each photograph contains an undeniable truth about the physical world we share. My creativity and technical skill thrives through the combination, calculation and capturing of light onto film. I hope my rendition of our shared reality can acquaint you with a perspective familiar, yet otherwise unknown.
“You are unlovable. Nobody loves you. You’re not good enough...”
These are the most hurtful messages I tell myself. Though the words vary, each thought represents a struggle to be content with the person that I am. To cope, I try harder to be more physically attractive, successful, likeable, agreeable or whatever “enough” seems to be to fit the scenario. Or worse, I believe these falsities and cut myself off from others completely, effectively isolating myself from the world.
I believe it's important to put into the world the very thing your heart most desires. Mine is simple, love. I wish to encounter daily messages that reinforce how loved and lovable I truly am, rather than messages of what I should buy or do in order to be loved.
I know that if I feel this way, someone else out there feels the same. Because of this reason, I designed this image to print on street art stickers and place everywhere I go. I hope to spread this message to as many souls as possible; I never want someone to believe about themselves the same painful, false thoughts I've encountered inside myself.
I hope you know and truly believe that not only are you lovable and are capable of giving great love, but you are also the physical manifestation of love itself: YOU ARE LOVE. YOU ARE LOVED.
If this message resonates with you and you’d like to place some of these stickers around your city, please send me a note in the contact form ♥
I sensed your presence beside me, just barely out of peripheral sight. You felt extremely close, though I didn't see you. I was busy focusing on light.
I turned to catch you fixated on me in this trance-like state. Alarms went off in my body. My soul began to scream, ESCAPE.
You giggled nervously, realizing you'd been seen. A deep knowing swept over every particle of my being. I needed to get as far away from you as possible, as soon as possible.
As a young girl, I began feeling societal pressure to be both sexually desirable and morally pure. Growing up in the age of the internet has only solidified this paradox within me. These photos serve to represent an intersection of two extremes.
My art is an attempt at human connection. I lack the ability to openly + accurately express myself by any other means. I hope that by encountering my efforts, someone somewhere can relate to my message, realize a connection, and understand they're not alone in that feeling.
I decided to begin my new series, Lessons in Loving, with a concept that explores the deep inner-workings of the self. Had I not put forth the effort to understand who/what I truly am, this series undoubtedly would not exist. I believe that knowing yourself is an act of love that opens pathways towards greater connection with others, self-purpose, and a Higher Power.
I want to focus on the present,
but my hands shake as I contemplate your presence—
or lack thereof.
And now I'm scared of any interaction
that doesn't involve the infliction to which I'm attracted.
Unaware of my body's existence,
I distance my emotions further from my conscience
until they return in a fond sense
of panic attacks
And now my hands are back to shaking uncontrollably.
All I want is control of me.
Poem by Taylor Rico. October 2013.
35mm film multiple exposure. Entire image captured in a Pentax K1000. In order of exposures: fire pit (Texas); Copper Mountain Resort landscape (Colorado); Model Greg Guttin (California).
I don't do it to please you
I don't care if you understand
I do what I want,
when I want.
Simply because I can.