in the midday silver
Beyond the pane
a glimmer,
barely perceived
yet still it draws my gaze.
A flickering in the midday silver.
A calling from me to you,
who is always leaving.
In the space of just a few short weeks in the Spring of 2024, I lost both my father and my brother, one was expected, the other not. In my grief, I threw myself into my writing and photography, trying to process everything and find my equilibrium. I was reeling, trying to regain a foothold, to reassert myself in a world where I felt the walls were crumbling.
This project served as an antidote to the anguish that I was feeling. Through the making of these images, I began to look outside of myself and reconnect with and find joy in, the beauty of the world around me. I found time to breathe through my sadness and the space to slow down and sit with my feelings, whilst not allowing them to swallow me whole. My work was my salvation.
When the world offers a glimmer of hope, it demands we pay attention, it draws us outside of ourselves, and for a moment, we are healed, finding reconnection and meaning that allows us to once again, begin.
These images are printed as archive pigment prints, in editions of 3 at 16 x 20 and 5 at 8 x 10.
Printed on Awagami handmade Bizan paper..
Signed numbered and dated by the artist.
