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Sofa Portraits

Colin Pantall

They say that ninety percent of TV is junk. But,

ninety per cent of everything is junk.

Gene Roddenberry

Introduction

My daughter Isabel didn’t like television when she was little.

As a baby, she sat in her high chair and saw whatever we saw; the early

evening news mostly. She witnessed 911 and the Afghanistan war while

eating mashed banana and sieved peas. Later, when she was old enough to

choose programmes for herself, she was particular about what she would

watch.

She didn’t enjoy regular children’s television shows; they were filled with

unpredictable emotions, bad men, monsters and other scary images she was

not ready to embrace. Instead of contemporary children’s television, she

chose videos of classics like The Clangers or Pingu. Later she watched

movies. The Jungle Book, Winnie the Pooh and the first half of the Sound of

Music (before the Nazis kick in) were her early favourites.

She watched those films from the sofa and retreated to the fantasy world of

her choice. Mostly she watched when she was tired, putting her

high-energy body on pause while her mind ran away with Totoro or Baloo.

Mentally she was in a colourful world that was outside herself but at the

same time safe and within her control. It was a world where she could let

her imagination run free.

Virginia Woolf wrote that a woman needs a room of her own – a place to

think, write and create words. In the same way, a child needs a room of her

own, or at least a place where she can be free to be who she wants to be,

where her day isn’t regulated away into a series of lessons and organized

activity. Isabel has never had a heavily regulated life, but within the British

culture of education it is regulated enough. In a small way, the sofa Isabel

watched television from was an escape from all this. It was a room of her

own, the place where she could wear what she wanted, lie and stretch and

sit with comfort her only thought.

I identify with these. Her carefree isolation seems

refreshingly autonomous among representations of

children anymore.

posted by Ambrosia Voyeur at 5:49pm on November 20, 2007

She’s so motionless, with that slack-jawed

stare – really quite an indictment against TV

watching. I’ve never seen pictures of a living

kid appear so lifeless.

I found them disturbing.

posted by The Light Fantastic at 4:53pm on November 20 2007

Keep in mind that the photographs displayed

are the ones the photographer chose to group

together. Most likely he had hundreds to

choose from…We are only seeing the photographs

that Colin Pantall wants us to see.

posted by Sailormoon at 7:29AM on November 21, 2007

All pictures copyright Colin Pantall. All rights reserved. No part of this book may be reproduced without written permission from the publisher.