Love you Bob

Providence

We only view ourselves when looking at a mirror. When that mirror is broken our view is fragmented and singularly shaped by its left. Memories are what makes our life known or present. These sometimes being manipulated by time or perhaps by the living memory itself. Only evidence we livid is the past, be it fond or forcefully forgotten, they are the reflections illuminated in the shards. A visually soft and buttery representation of these shards. Poetically alluring as though dreaming of one’s own life, but without the pleasure of choosing what is being dreamt.

Slideshow for the dreamers of love and exploration in life. Colorless snapshots for a vibrant exchange of reality and imagination leaving the viewer to experience as if learning rather than watching. Learning how and why we imagine and in turn influence the reality we lived and are living.