I think I have managed to find some direction for a new project. At the very least a problem to be solved, and idea to explore.
How do you capture this state I find myself in? What moments can I pluck out of the world that will embody a feeling of constant in between-ness? Can a collection of photographs convey this vague feeling where you can't start anything serious, even though you want to, because you don't know what you want from the next fifty or so years, or how to get there if you did, without all the obvious, self-involved tropes?
For now, I'm going to try and find places and spaces that are between. Astroturf carpet in an urban alley. Old patriotic wallpaper on its way down. A rug with petrified cat shit. What have these places been, and what waits for them? What can they tell me about where I am now, and how do I proceed from here?
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