Coming or going, you are never really ‘here’, but in a surreal space and time of ‘nowhere’. In between.
temporary, transitory…lost. Ephemeral, lonely, longing for home, or ‘arrival’. It is
the opposite of what we strive for, as humans, permanency, security, immortality, meaning,
mattering.
At the same time, these 'non-places' can also be pause for thought, contemplation. Alone,
sometimes lonely, sometimes peaceful. Reflective. Quiet. Solace. Informed also by film,
music and emotion as ‘transitional’ fiction tools, the reflective surfaces & spaces make me
question ‘what is reality?’ in that surreal space between departure and arrival. The lost
highway.
Being from somewhere else, constant visits back, living overseas, changing careers, losing most my family, travelling, having the idea of ‘permanent’ so confused, not clear, informs this project, as well as the music & moving or still images that convey that emotion or narrative. These are not landscapes, they are not portraits, they are self-portraits.
