Anna Leigh Clem

Location: Cambridge, MA
Nationality: American
Biography: Anna Leigh Clem is an artist working with photography and other mediums to explore and portray her unconscious ruminations. Compelled by the secret worlds inherent in memories, dreams, and childhood, her work aims to recreate these otherwise... read on

"I dive into the canyon and begin to fly. Never have I soared like this before, not since my last flying dream. An infinite expanse of sun-blasted buttes and deep shadow gorges swells around me.
At the bottom of the well, the cliff’s stark beauty fills me with awe and anxiety. I am surrounded and alone."

We enter the American Southwest by way of canyons and mountains, rocks, dirt, and silty rivers. I have found comfort in the lush, green weather patterns of Northeastern summers all my life, but have yearned for this unknown. Dry, bare, and seemingly unforgiving, this monolithic landscape is beyond my comprehension. Remarkable, yet I’m unsure what to say.

Down we climb into the canyon, and up and up into the mountain. Visions blur by but never sink in past sad eyes. It is within this harsh and hostile land that I witness my inner demons awaken, slowly but surely, sulking through the senses. My parents are by my side, but I am most certainly alone, tormented by thoughts inconsolable. Where there is bright light there is deep shadow, and something evil lurks therein.

We climb to the top of the mountain, only to come back down. After dark, images of the grotesque, grandiose structures remain. My mind is filled with disquiet yet the red rocks are silent, their roughness still grazing my skin.

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Turning (WIP)

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The Perennial Garden (WIP)

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The Home is Inside

By Anna Leigh Clem — (2015-17) After my childhood home suffered from a fire, “home” became illusive. We moved to a new residence for the first time. I was..


By Anna Leigh Clem — (2012-16) As an introvert, timidity is often forefront in my interactions with the outer world. Labeled as “quiet ” from the beginning..

To be oneself completely

By Anna Leigh Clem — (2012-14) When I step out the door to photograph, whether in my backyard or an unfamiliar landscape, my intentions are at first ambiguous. Like..

Where the Road Goes

By Anna Leigh Clem — (2011) While my stay in Ireland was brief, every passing moment soaked through to a heeding heart. It is here that I escape to now. Within this..

I walk to break free...

By Anna Leigh Clem — (2010-11) Following the footsteps. I thought I was here alone, but it seems there’s someone in the distance. Why are they leading me through..

The Rings of My Limbs

By Anna Leigh Clem — (2013) There’s a part of me that is ready to fall away. I keep searching for the whole, and still I peer down the deep dark hollow hole. What..


By Anna Leigh Clem — (2014) Teenage years are laden with fear, wonder, and self-doubt. In attempt to dissect that strange age as well as cope with my own bittersweet..

It will become something

By Anna Leigh Clem — (2011-12) As we move away from the purity of our births, we become complex and gnarled like trunks of trees. Underneath all the layers, the core..
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