Balloons are usually the first ones to a party and sometimes are the last to leave. Some leave earlier than others. Some leave voluntarily, others exit due to an outside influence. Much like humans. As balloons “age” their human-like qualities emerge. Juxtaposed against one another, a new story unfolds; one of staying or leaving, of going earlier than the others or hanging around until the very end. Life cannot be controlled any more successfully than air is by a balloon; at some point, the air gains its freedom. The series touches on the theme of aging – impotence, loss, endurance, loneliness, vitality, weakness – all accompanied by laughter or sadness and sentimentality.
I borrowed Mom’s twin lens reflex when I was 8 and my father taught me the essentials of composition. In college I was fortunate to become a student and friend of the gifted photographer Howard Stephens who expanded my technique into different processes, opening the box and inviting me to play outside of it. Panicked after graduation, I chose a path of office work with photography relegated to being a creative release. Within the past few years, it has taken its proper place as the center of my activity. As I continue to grow, I continue to experiment with the tools I have available as well as moving my art from individual images to series, telling stories along the way. www.dennishodges.com www.writing-with-light.com