Dreams of iCARUS
I have dreamed of flying in the air since I was around 10 years old. Since then I have been fascinated with an airplane, and one of my dreams was to become a pilot.
I enjoy looking at the cloudy skies as well. I love to appreciate the clouds, moving and changing shapes and formations due to the air and the wind. I’d like to call them as an artist who creates art in the sky.
Mankind was able to fly since the Wright Brothers invented and succeeded in flying the first airplane in 1903, recognized as “the first sustained and controlled heavier-than-air powered flight”.
I believe Icarus stands for the passion and desire of a human being for flying.
Whenever I take a look at any plane, I am so amazed at how such a heavy and a large steel machine can float in the air. They are not just floating; they fly to anywhere they are maneuvered to go. I could not help admiring the technology in which was developed by the human.
No matter how great of an ability the human being has, however, these airplanes in my photos are simply the same as birds in the sky from the view of the great mother nature.
With this project, I would like to express the achievement of what mankind has done so far, but also admire the greatness of mother nature.
Most of these photos were taken at the parking lot of my workplace, which I am obliged to work for a living, not for the life I dreamed about growing up.
Looking the flying airplanes and taking pictures of these intriguingly crafted machines bring me a vicarious satisfaction for the dream which is out of my reach, yet remaining in my heart.
I want to fly in the sky even if fall like Icarus…
*If Icarus still exists, the name may be upgraded to iCARUS, similar to iPhone which stands for modern technology. However, the dream which is flying in the sky will not fade away…
In Greek mythology, Icarus is the son of the master craftsman Daedalus, the creator of the Labyrinth. Often depicted in art, Icarus and his father attempt to escape from Crete by means of wings that his father constructed from feathers and wax. Icarus’ father warns him first of complacency and then of hubris, asking that he fly neither too low nor too high, so the sea’s dampness would not clog his wings or the sun’s heat melt them. Overcome by the giddiness that flying lent him, Icarus soared into the sky, but in the process he came too close to the sun, which due to the heat melted the wax. Icarus kept flapping his wings but soon realized that he had no feathers left and that he was only flapping his bare arms, and so Icarus fell into the sea in the area which today bears his name, the Icarian Sea near Icaria, an island southwest of Samos. – From Wikipedia.org