{"id":51,"date":"2014-04-08T06:12:22","date_gmt":"2014-04-08T06:12:22","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/aperture.byu.edu\/?p=51"},"modified":"2024-02-02T23:24:04","modified_gmt":"2024-02-02T23:24:04","slug":"home","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/aperture.byu.edu\/?p=51","title":{"rendered":"Home"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>By Elisabeth Weagel<\/p>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<p><iframe loading=\"lazy\" src=\"\/\/player.vimeo.com\/video\/83463651\" width=\"640\" height=\"478\" frameborder=\"0\" allowfullscreen=\"allowfullscreen\"><\/iframe><\/p>\n<p><span style=\"line-height: 1.5;\">A few months ago, I saw a media project that translated traditional written poems to a visual medium, using images to inspire emotion or thought. This project used haiku as the form for the visual poems. I wanted to use this idea to create a visual poem of my own about the house I grew up in. I didn\u2019t feel I would be able to express what home is to me using haiku, so I explored poetry generally in order to find the structure that would serve to express the feelings and memories that I associate with my home.<\/span><\/p>\n<p>Fundamentally, poetry uses words to craft something larger than the poem itself. I considered how to do the same thing with images and sound. When I write poetry, it feels like something pouring out of me&#8211;thoughts, emotions, and <i>images<\/i> that I use words to convey. In a visual poem, I can share the images themselves in a way that will carry the thoughts and emotions with them. Like traditional poetry, the visual poem uses juxtaposition to elicit a greater whole. The visual poem can mirror literary poetry forms and genres such as odes and sonnets. When I write poetry, I tend to follow a free form, so that is what I chose as my starting place when I transitioned to a visual medium to create \u201cHome.\u201d<\/p>\n<p>While the piece is reflective of an overall sense of home, it is particularly connected to a challenging time of my life when the yard became my sanctuary. As a teenager, I was bed-ridden for many months. To escape from the stale feeling that comes with being constantly surrounded by four walls,\u00a0I would go into the backyard and lay on a blanket in the grass. The desert air and the sound of the wind chimes carried a part of me away from my broken body. The scene and the sound are what I sought to capture in \u201cHome,\u201d bound by a sense of refuge and peace.<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>By Elisabeth Weagel<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":53,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"video","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2,5],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/aperture.byu.edu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/51"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/aperture.byu.edu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/aperture.byu.edu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/aperture.byu.edu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/aperture.byu.edu\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=51"}],"version-history":[{"count":4,"href":"https:\/\/aperture.byu.edu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/51\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":450,"href":"https:\/\/aperture.byu.edu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/51\/revisions\/450"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/aperture.byu.edu\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/media\/53"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/aperture.byu.edu\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=51"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/aperture.byu.edu\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=51"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/aperture.byu.edu\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=51"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}