Portraits Of Artists
Edinburgh, 2015
The images in There Will Be No Miracles Here were taken while visiting a friend in Edinburgh. We were suppose to spend the Christmas holidays together, I was told I'd inspired her to make the move across continents.
We met up on my arrival at her work. We spent two days together out of the sixteen I was there. From time to time, I contemplate why I was invited and, ultimately, the purpose of the trip. We no longer talk and to this day, I have never felt so uncomfortable and unwanted in an apartment.
This project is the culmination and embodiment of these feelings of anxiety, contemplation and alienation.
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Between Thought And Expression
Lies A Lifetime
Some Kind Of Love
Lou Reed
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Welcome to where one cannot breathe. This way, space resembles what’s underneath, and Saturn holds the wreath.
Song of Welcome
Joseph Brodksy