photo by Mel Bochner

“We lived in the blank white spaces at the edges of print. It gave us more freedom. We lived in the gaps between the stories.”

- Margaret Atwood

I’d like to make the kind of pictures that live in the gaps between stories, or even the gap between what is considered “Photography.”  I think that is where things might be most interesting, somewhere in blank middle grey spaces, at the edges of whatever it is photographers are trying to do today.

“I hadn’t understood how days could be both long and short at the same time: long to live through, maybe, but so drawn out that they ended up flowing into one another. They lost their names. Only the words ‘yesterday’ and ‘tomorrow’ still had any meaning for me.”

- Albert Camus, The Stranger

Today I processed the final few rolls of film shot for EVERYTHING IS GOING TO BE ALRIGHT.

“In and of itself, nothing really matters. What matters is that nothing is ever ‘in and of itself.’”

- Chuck Klosterman

“How strange it is. We have these deep terrible lingering fears about ourselves and the people we love. Yet we walk around, talk to people, eat and drink. We manage to function. The feelings are deep and real. Shouldn’t they paralyze us? How is it we can survive them, at least for a little while? We drive a car, we teach a class. How is it no one sees how deeply afraid we were, last night, this morning? Is it something we all hide from each other, by mutual consent? Or do we share the same secret without knowing it? Wear the same disguise?”

- White Noise, Don DeLillo

“In dread we are ‘in suspense.’ Or, to put it more precisely, dread holds us in suspense because it makes what-is-in-totality slip away from us. Hence we too, as existents in the midst of what-is, slip away from ourselves along with it. For this reason it is not ‘you’ or ‘I’ that has the uncanny feeling, but ‘one.’”

- Martin Heidegger, ‘What is Metaphysics?’ (trans. R. F. C. Hull & A. Clark) in Existentialism from Dostoevsky to Sartre (ed. W. Kaufman), 2004, Plume, 249