welcome to my world
Reflections are the beauty of a childhood imagined. The daydream of life captured in a flash of sunlight and sea sparkle. I dig turning the world on its end; diving inside (outside) to peek beneath (beyond) the ordinary world I face everyday.
The dreaminess of reflection aptly resembles the many layers that life hands us. Nothing is as it seems, I say. And so I gaze into puddles, searching for other dimensions. Through reflection, two worlds break free to become one. Two selves connect at the ankle while standing in a cold New England puddle.
Photography is equal parts abstract art and truthful storytelling. Reflections provide creative control. Bending and twisting my world into something surreal and obviously obscure, I take pleasure in tweaking my reality. The space around me doesn’t define me when I make it my own. We are all the versions of self we’ve ever been. Who we once were (at the same time) who we are now. Together yet different, we are one and the same.
Reflections become windows into our minds. Like paint on canvas; it’s a glimpse of a loved one, abstracted but true. We catch each other in passing, these reflections. Images become words, thoughts, and dreams. They mark a place in time: the confusion of life turned inside outside upside down or an honest mirror into reality. I’m not from here, I’m from everywhere… and it’s vaguely familiar at the same time disorienting.
(i shared these thoughts with Our Collective‘s september newsletter: X Offering. are you connected? check it out here in pdf form and you can read more amazing thoughts and shared visuals from other photographers through these newsletters each month!)
Welcome to my world.
this weekend i am off to the shores of Squam Lake for the Taproot Gathering at Squam. i’ll be in the Taproot Magazine booth Saturday for the vendor/art fair… i’m looking forward to connecting with some lovely folks there in our beautiful woods. i’ll be back in this space next week with photos and stories to follow!
enjoy your weekend!