Things have never been outright good but horrible might best describe them now. I have always been an optimist. Perhaps a pessimistic optimist but someone with more hope than despair. But the events beginning around the year 2016 and continuing now at an alarming rate have made things more difficult for me.
Over the years I have worked and continue to work on a diversity of photographic problems. Doing so, I sometimes collect things that I come across here and there and things that people give to me. I bring them into my studio and, arranged in various configurations, photograph them. The meaning of this studio work comes from my subconscious. It may be a reference to my reality or it may be a complete escape from that. I dont know. But it makes me happy to make it and it helps me hold back the despair.