Breathings
I've been here and I've been there, and like words proclaiming an invocation, these photographs are their own exhalations, their own breathings, their own exaltations to the minute Heroka who bless and raze and give direction to matters concerning life and death. These landscapes are squared away and bordered off by breaths etched on their surface outlining pleas for quiet and respite, and bearings to help traverse weary landscapes of wayward histories.
These photographs were taken on an analog medium format camera and a rotary tool was used to etch and scrape text along the borders of the inkjet prints.