{"id":77,"date":"2026-01-30T10:21:38","date_gmt":"2026-01-30T10:21:38","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/bobnegryn.com\/?page_id=77"},"modified":"2026-04-23T06:46:45","modified_gmt":"2026-04-23T06:46:45","slug":"not-known","status":"publish","type":"page","link":"https:\/\/bobnegryn.com\/index.php\/the-high-view\/not-known\/","title":{"rendered":"Not Known"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>[et_pb_section fb_built=&#8221;1&#8243; admin_label=&#8221;Projects&#8221; _builder_version=&#8221;4.27.5&#8243; _module_preset=&#8221;default&#8221; background_color=&#8221;#eff4fc&#8221; locked=&#8221;off&#8221; collapsed=&#8221;on&#8221; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221;][et_pb_row _builder_version=&#8221;4.20.0&#8243; _module_preset=&#8221;default&#8221; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221;][et_pb_column type=&#8221;4_4&#8243; _builder_version=&#8221;4.20.0&#8243; _module_preset=&#8221;default&#8221; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221;][et_pb_text _builder_version=&#8221;4.27.5&#8243; _module_preset=&#8221;fe800fdc-38de-442a-8280-43a67d427e06&#8243; header_font_size=&#8221;50px&#8221; header_letter_spacing=&#8221;0.1em&#8221; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221;]<\/p>\n<h1>Not Known<\/h1>\n<p>[\/et_pb_text][et_pb_text _builder_version=&#8221;4.27.5&#8243; _module_preset=&#8221;default&#8221; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221;]<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><b>Not Known &#8211; But Loved | Not Known &#8211; But Seen<\/b> | 1992 &#8211; 2026<b><\/b><\/p>\n<p class=\"p3\">Children, young adults, adults and their children, looking into the camera looking to the viewer.<\/p>\n<p class=\"p3\">This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, events and incidents are either the product of my imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.<\/p>\n<p class=\"p3\">My Fiction &#8211; My Family!<\/p>\n<p>[\/et_pb_text][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][et_pb_row _builder_version=&#8221;4.27.6&#8243; _module_preset=&#8221;default&#8221; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221;][et_pb_column type=&#8221;4_4&#8243; _builder_version=&#8221;4.27.6&#8243; _module_preset=&#8221;default&#8221; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221;][et_pb_toggle title=&#8221;READ MORE&#8221; _builder_version=&#8221;4.27.6&#8243; _module_preset=&#8221;default&#8221; background_color=&#8221;#eff4fc&#8221; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221;]<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><b><br \/>Not Known &#8211; But Seen | Not Known &#8211; But Loved.<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\">A photographic series of portraits spanning a thirty year plus period.<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\">Children, young adults, their children, looking into the camera looking to the viewer.<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\">Isolated from the mayhem, isolated in the frame, isolated to create a feeling of quietness, introspection and contemplation.<\/p>\n<p class=\"p3\">My aim is to portray the total absorption of my models in their own reality and to offer a twenty-first century image of the stillness and exclusion as seen in the great Italian and Dutch portraits of the sixteenth and seventeenth century.<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><i>This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, events and incidents are either the product of my imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.<\/i><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\">Once upon a time on the West Coast of Ireland there was a family.<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\">Ordinary people, ordinary lives.<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\">Not the grinding despair of the poor nor the intoxicating glamour of the rich!<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\">An average family.<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\">Normal people!<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\">The drama of the ordinary celebrated.<\/p>\n<p class=\"p3\">I have chosen a middle class family because of their very ordinariness; their lack of extremes. They do not have the dramatic visual props off the very poor or very rich. Consequently the dynamic of the image depends on me, the photographer.<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\">Thirty odd years ago before the eventual wave of immigrants, a foreign man arrived on the West Coast of Ireland and finding<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>acceptance in a family there, he immediately started<span class=\"Apple-converted-space\">\u00a0 <\/span>to photograph their lives.<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\">I am participating, looking, seeing, imagining and taking photographs.<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\">Even though it is not my intention every photograph is also a record of a person, a time &amp; a place.<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\"><b>My Fiction &#8211; My Family!<\/b><\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\">Bob Negryn<\/p>\n<p class=\"p1\">[\/et_pb_toggle][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][et_pb_row _builder_version=&#8221;4.27.6&#8243; _module_preset=&#8221;default&#8221; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221; locked=&#8221;off&#8221;][et_pb_column type=&#8221;4_4&#8243; _builder_version=&#8221;4.27.6&#8243; _module_preset=&#8221;default&#8221; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221;][et_pb_gallery gallery_ids=&#8221;949,950,951,952,953,954,955,956,957,958,959,960,961,962,963,964,965,966,967,968,969,970,971,972,973,974,975,976,977,978,979,980,981,982,983,984,985,986,987,988,989,990&#8243; posts_number=&#8221;70&#8243; _builder_version=&#8221;4.27.6&#8243; _module_preset=&#8221;default&#8221; title_text_color=&#8221;#666666&#8243; title_font_size=&#8221;14px&#8221; custom_padding=&#8221;||||false|false&#8221; custom_css_free_form=&#8221;.mfp-bg {||background: #eff4fc !important;||opacity: 1 !important;||}||.mfp-close {||color: #000000 !important;||}||.mfp-arrow-right .mfp-a, .mfp-arrow-right:after {||color: #000000 !important;||}||.mfp-arrow-left .mfp-a, .mfp-arrow-left:after {||color: #000000 !important;||}||.mfp-title {||display: none !important;||}||.mfp-counter {||color: #666666 !important; margin-top: 10px !important;||}||    .mfp-figure:after {||display: none !important;||    }&#8221; custom_css_gallery_item=&#8221;width: 33.33% !important;||margin: 0 !important;||clear: none !important;&#8221; border_color_all=&#8221;#f0f5fb&#8221; border_width_top=&#8221;30px&#8221; global_colors_info=&#8221;{}&#8221;][\/et_pb_gallery][\/et_pb_column][\/et_pb_row][\/et_pb_section]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Not KnownNot Known &#8211; But Loved | Not Known &#8211; But Seen | 1992 &#8211; 2026 Children, young adults, adults and their children, looking into the camera looking to the viewer. 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