Sense of Light and Time

Sense of Light and Time, a set on Flickr.

The Journey, So far

LONDON 

The Journey, so far

experimental

excavating

sprouting

this is always the beginning

all journeys all places

are a beginning

waking up each morning

to get the most of

each sunrise

and sunset

the voids and the distances crossed

the potential that can be reached

this is the birthplace of ideas

coming to be

I want to create a surreality

the more accurate representation

of our/we/us/my reality

combination of dream and consciousness

of language and image

realized

realize

moments are layered

capturing and imposing

and exposing and

my field of action

is the world

layered and ready

way  a way

from the limits

of time I can

transpose

experience

live for a little

but in a different frame

what we once thought was a cliff

dropping into the ocean

we soon saw the stairway

created by our

creative manifestation 

USA in the UK

USA in the UK, a set on Flickr.

Identity

“This could be my anywhere”

crossed legs

sitting sinking into seat

I as language

I as photo

can’t make noise at myself

I am the double

layered

skinned

the one and my many

The poet’s photos are

detail

texture

they like to wake you up in the middle of the night. Make you walk outside without shoes on, to look at the moon. These photos are the individual, the voice under the fingernail.

The body’s photo’s are

curvy

broad

They will leave you breakfast by your bed. They are a connection. A train. They are the landscapes of the world. These photos are the faceless crowd, where everyone is in focus.

The “I’s” photos are

left blank

over exposed

(these photos like to slip under your radar, waiting to get deleted for once found we cannot help but expose and find what is under the light. These photos live under our bed, and tickle our feet in the middle of the night.)

(I)

I want words to drip like paint

I want to play with language and light

I want color to redefine the scape of every

blank space.

I want my photos to show how I see the world.

What I notice

what I don’t notice

I want my photography to be the 1000 words we cannot say

the words we don't know how to say.

the words we do not know how to spell.

I as photo

I as light

I as everything over exposed. 

 arms unfolded 

standing I

breath

deeply 

Self

Self, a set on Flickr.