Allergic to Lilacs
Allergic to Lilacs
June 2016
Before there were these photographs, there was a word – intimacy – and an unexpressed well of emotions tied to it.
The push-pull of imperfect relationships.
The myth of the ideal.
And, though i would have denied it, my relationship with myself.
With this new body of work I give myself permission to see myself, literally and figuratively, in my pictures. To see what they bare.
And to let pictures make more pictures.