As the ants continued to crawl through the cracks, I noticed a wavering light in the corner.
Light reaches us in different ways. It slips beneath coats of paint, through threads of fabric, and between grains of wood.
The photographs in this series center around an unusual interpretation of environmental portraiture where a distinction between space and subject softens.
Images are confined not by wooden frames, but by whatever spaces I inhabited. They are let loose to wander and as they float, shapes of friends are cloaked in architecture.
How do the ants crawl in? As light messengers. Board up the windows, seal off the doors, they will still find their path, allowing images to paint immediate spaces and intimate surfaces.
Light reaches us in different ways. It slips beneath coats of paint, through threads of fabric, and between grains of wood.
The photographs in this series center around an unusual interpretation of environmental portraiture where a distinction between space and subject softens.
Images are confined not by wooden frames, but by whatever spaces I inhabited. They are let loose to wander and as they float, shapes of friends are cloaked in architecture.
How do the ants crawl in? As light messengers. Board up the windows, seal off the doors, they will still find their path, allowing images to paint immediate spaces and intimate surfaces.
