Parts One, Two, Three
The Otherside,
Down,
Sinking.
Artist statement:
My photographic process contains digital images that are manipulated by double exposure. They are recorded and presented in book form. The style of the three books is accordion. The desire is to release an idea that has been forming for five plus years and that has led to emotional and internal images that showcase a connection between nature and objects within personal thought emphases. I relied heavily on my senses to bring the idea to life. Each book has re-occurring scenes of nature, objects, emotions, and details. My photography in this series, "The Dream" explores a narrative that is primarily addressing the fact that "X happened" or "X was here." Here is the dream fused with my real life emotions:
The sand is still hot from being burned by the sun all day. It's burning my feet but I don't care. I just keep walking toward the water. Translucent, it's icy mist slips over my dirty toes. Takes my breath away and I can't seem to catch it. The water is rising. Am I walking? The water is getting higher, to my knees, so quick, to my waste line, the hair on my neck is standing up. Finally, I am able to exhale. I try to shake myself from this dream but I can't. Am I really here? Is this happening? I turn around so slowly, I catch every glimpse, the tip of the dock, the dirt road, the trees, the sand, the grass. I've done a one-eighty and no one is there. This isn't like my dream at all. No one is here. I'm not sad by this, it feels alright. At last, it's all at peace, I can go. I turn back, staring down the open water with stubborn fire in my eyes. I don't know what time it is and I do not care. I just want to watch the sun go down, it takes a long time before that last beam of light disappears. As it does I realize I'm shaking; shivering, so cold. The wind has picked up, and dark, rolling clouds are moving towards me. As they move slowly in, so do I. Deeper and deeper into the water. It's level with my chin when I shake the breath from my lungs. I fix your face in my mind. Staring into the waiting skies, I go underneath the surface. I let go and I'm gone.
