This is so lovely. It makes me want to light a cig and smudge it across an old print of my face. The part about the communion photo was brutal—that quietly sinister thing a smile becomes when someone else tells you to wear it.
Photographers as clairvoyants is compelling. There’s something about anchoring the present to memory, capturing a moment that doesn’t just hold the past, but drags it forward, reshaped in some way. Do you think that kind of seeing changes the subject too?
Thank you. Yes, I wholeheartedly believe that kind of sight changes the subject too. I have been changed by what these clairvoyants saw in me and brought out into a photo - tangible proof of what I could become if I allowed their vision to spark it inside me.
It makes me think we do carry other people's visions inside of us. Like we're either blessed or haunted not just by what happened, but by what someone saw in us when it did. They're like little spells.
This is so lovely. It makes me want to light a cig and smudge it across an old print of my face. The part about the communion photo was brutal—that quietly sinister thing a smile becomes when someone else tells you to wear it.
Photographers as clairvoyants is compelling. There’s something about anchoring the present to memory, capturing a moment that doesn’t just hold the past, but drags it forward, reshaped in some way. Do you think that kind of seeing changes the subject too?
Thank you. Yes, I wholeheartedly believe that kind of sight changes the subject too. I have been changed by what these clairvoyants saw in me and brought out into a photo - tangible proof of what I could become if I allowed their vision to spark it inside me.
It makes me think we do carry other people's visions inside of us. Like we're either blessed or haunted not just by what happened, but by what someone saw in us when it did. They're like little spells.
This is very beautiful 😍