35mm , diana mini, split frame double exposure.

soft walks on someone else’s ground. cemeteries as third space. monuments in mundanity. gateways to somewhere cosmic.

35mm film. peonies on the counter of our new home in may. i always buy peonies for rye’s birthday and our dating anniversary. these ones sat in a vase for two weeks slowly fading from pink to cream to white.

returning to a practice placing things down. like a dish on a table that slowly collects remnants of the day to day, receipts loose change a dried flower. i am wanting a space where i can place these images with the receipt paper of my thoughts on them. to sift through later. to come back and look. to build this archive and library of my own world of images. they always end up somewhere else, a work on paper or wood, a poem in a notes app, a wall of a friend’s home. but there being a place for their germinating, a resting spot before transforming, that just sounds like a practice i want to enter.

see you for the next one.

long runs in fields that aren’t ours. 35mm. diana mini film camera.