The View
When you connect to a photo project you can become a slave to its idiosyncratic rules and somehow the project defines the timeline to you. This project went on way past my enthusiasm for it.
Moving around the world, I had no real connection to the ever changing places I visited. This disconnect is what these images represent to me. Cocooned in the dark of the room, the outside world felt visible but yet unreachable.
Two worlds separated. I was conflicted with being away, abandoning family, friends and the chance to form a routine in my own life. In exchange, I lived a nomadic existence with an ever-changing backdrop.
The view was quickly transformed into the reflection back into the room.
My world, this cell-like space.