Windows

I picked up my first camera seriously when I was a teenager, my uncles twin lens Rolleiflex. The concept of stopping time, capturing a moment, a mood was... intoxicating. That camera gave me something... it was a powerful tool, a way of communicating, a way of remembering and a financial means to support myself.

When I put my camera down for more than a decade I didn’t know that I would pick it up and fall in love again.

This collection of images, Windows, are at times magical, inviting, somber, reflective, primitive, whimsical and inquisitive. Inside looking out - outside looking in reminding me at times of barriers, things just outside of reach. Divided by what is and what could be. I wonder who has looked out or in before and what did they see?