much of my photography stems from early emotionally strained years involving difficult relationships. in many ways the private world that reveals itself in my work is my own mechanism of escape. the process of my life organizes all these chaotic abstractions of existence, molding them into often surreal and theatrical forms. the results can be explosive, threatening and also sweet and sentimental. it is a universe of fragmentation and irrational disorder that is beyond my zone of safety. yet it is my world. one in which i can always retreat to because i can manage it. i am the star of my show.
there is a sense of ever growing isolation with peculiar dreams and delusions, thus photography has become my therapy and my best friend. i am intrigued by life’s obscure curiosities. transfixed, they are what i have; what has me.
the images that i collect are often as much as about myself as they are about the subjects being photographed. a broad exploration of real and imagined journeys, which often entail not only a physical displacement but also a psychological and emotional passage.
The act of seeking out characters of interest and/or fascination, has become a therapeutic process by means of escapism, yet it is also an addiction whereby i can express who i am and delve into my current state of mind. a deeper representation of my relationship to this vast world we live in.
i am both an actor and choreographer in my diaries and similarly to the subjects i work with, i live on the fringes of society between dreams and memories. for me , the search for my subjects makes me realize they are my reflections and my companions, each one a dante within a personal inferno. they are the renegades, outsiders and survivors. in the end, their trials represent all of us and define these moments of solitude that we all experience in our lives.