perpetual fragmentation
35mm. black and white film.
“emergence”
to know thatone day you will besomeone else isterrifying
but we all change
new perspectivesemergefromdark spaces
“tangled”
twisting knotsthat cannot be undonetripping overwords and thoughtsabout youit’s all a tangled mess
“glimpse”
i guess what i am searching for isa moment of clarity
some reassurance that was has beenand who you are remains
even if it is justa glimpse
“onlooker”
wandering, watchingwaiting for the right momentas it passesyou thinknext time you will movenext time you will actnext time you will lovealways laternever nowbelieving you have an eternity
“abditory”
where are you hidingdrifting off to sleep?it can be difficult to remember
i find you
lying under the pianostowed awayfor safekeeping
“presence”
as a childi would sit herewatching listening
and you would be just a step away
but nowyou are so far
i watchi listenbut you are not hereeven when you are right next to me
“impression”
when you leaveall i will have areimpressions of you
“warped”
how often do we manipulaterepaint the picturecut and paste.rectifying the past with whatshould beand not what isover timedistorting something we cling tofor contentmentfor security for comfort.something we believe to beincorruptible.is what you recall what really happened?or is it simply what you remember
maybe it’s all the same?
“shadow”
ominousbut unsubstantialfollowing mefor all timea reminder of what isbut not existentcaused by a presencebut not present in itself
“invert”
distorted reflectioninaccurate representationincomplete remembrance
inversion
remembered incompletelyrepresented inaccuratelyreflected distortion
“whelve”
deep in my memory lie stories of you
hidden away
for a time when they are not so painful
“pass”
the urgency is lostmost daysi take today for granted.i assume that tomorrow is promised.
how differently would we live
if we understood thattimeis fleetingandthere is no guarantee?
you cannot make up for lost time.
“layers”
complexities
contribute tocompleteness
without layers the picture lies flat
some layers may obscure othersbut the whole imagefull of contrastcommunicates deepermeaning
“shards”
in and out of focus.push and pull.like the rhythm of the seaunpredictable inconsistentand confused
sometimes the light creeps through the brokenness.even in the blurry patchesi see you.
“detached”
one day you saidyou can’t always be a wallflower.and while i knew you were right,in the moment it was hard to realizethat i had become one.
i chose detachmentover engagement and connectionbecause it seemed easier.
looking in from the outsidei could easily leaveremain unharmed whenpain came.
but that is no way to live.you cannot experience the fullnessof what it means to be humanif you keep yourself fromfeelingconnectingloving
“fade”
when the sun fadesand all that is left is our shadows,will we have to say goodbye?