Nonfiction
Christopher Anderson
In 2003, I carried a plastic Holga camera with me for about 8 months during
my travels. What began as a simple diversion became a sort of therapy and exercise
in seeing. Because of the limitations of the camera, I was unable to precisely
control composition and exposure. The camera leaked light causing color shifts
and quite unexpected results. Photography with this camera became more about the
act of making a picture rather then the picture it self, and I experimented with
making only one picture of any given situation. Instinct and reflex were the only
guiding principles in making the pictures. The result was pictures that were not
"about" anything at all but were still, in their way, "true". Thus the title, Nonfiction.
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