There is a hidden chamber wherein so much is contained, compacted like a seed, ripening and unraveling with each day’s passing. Sometimes I forget and my world turns to plainness, thoughts fall as ashes and there is nothing for me. The chamber is hidden, after all. Some say it doesn’t even exist! There is no evidence of it within plain sight. It must be sparked like a match or planted like a seed, or find a key and unlock the door and there you’ll see…
The vessel is an entrance point to somewhere otherworldly, secret. To the imagination, or an alternate reality. Or to a hidden persona. “It’s the inside that counts.”
I use instant film to energize my creative process: the emergence of each image adds an element of magic to the experience. What would otherwise be a straightforward photograph is layered with serendipity, lending to the content’s ethereality.