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…I’m going to smile, and my smile will sink down into your pupils, and heaven knows what it will become.
-from "No Exit" by Jean Paul Sartre
These photographs are visions, flashes, and hallucinations of moments from the past. Each image vibrates with the thin traces of memory and attempts to gain access to the archive of the unconscious. The lens of this camera has the ability to simultaneously mutate and beautify; it creates a flickering vortex of darkness and light. I am asking both the viewer and myself: what do you at once desire and fear? And how does this alter your perception of the world?
These photographs are visions, flashes, and hallucinations of moments from the past. Each image vibrates with the thin traces of memory and attempts to gain access to the archive of the unconscious. The lens of this camera has the ability to simultaneously mutate and beautify; it creates a flickering vortex of darkness and light. I am asking both the viewer and myself: what do you at once desire and fear? And how does this alter your perception of the world?