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This work is made with a pinhole camera. The series explores the layered stories, histories and memories connected to places I’ve known since childhood.
The act of photographing is often motivated by love: we want to preserve what we photograph, to stop it from ebbing away, from changing or dying.
Photographs can transform or reiterate the images in our minds.
If, as Jorge Luis Borges said, “we are our memory, we are that chimerical museum of shifting shapes, that pile of broken mirrors”, then photos are part of who we understand ourselves and our loved ones to be.
Work in progress.
This work is made with a pinhole camera. The series explores the layered stories, histories and memories connected to places I’ve known since childhood.
The act of photographing is often motivated by love: we want to preserve what we photograph, to stop it from ebbing away, from changing or dying.
Photographs can transform or reiterate the images in our minds.
If, as Jorge Luis Borges said, “we are our memory, we are that chimerical museum of shifting shapes, that pile of broken mirrors”, then photos are part of who we understand ourselves and our loved ones to be.