Lately, I’m obsessed with photographing surfaces. I fall into them like small seductive landscapes, removed yet familiar.
I can’t explain the fascination, yet.
I can’t, however, stop. I won’t let myself. Even on the days when I think, What the hell am I doing?
I’ve learned to ignore that pragmatic side when it comes to making art, at least until later in the edits. I’ve also learned to ignore parking lot attendants and curious passersby who will at times ask in a kinder tone than my inner critic, What are you taking a picture of?
I smile and say whatever it is and leave the question hanging in the middle of a parking garage or a sidewalk ripple.
As for the project, I came up with the idea to shoot at least 1 roll of film for 52 weeks because I wanted to keep a photographic record of thoughts, fragments, stories that so often surface untethered. I also wanted to hold myself accountable and to be present every day. So far, it’s working.
What have you photographed recently?