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Modified 30-Dec-16
Created 30-Sep-14
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Since my father died I think a lot about the people, places and times of my life that exist now only in my head. I think about mortality and feelings of loss I cannot reconcile. I think about the wondrous power of imagination and also its futility in the light of realities we cannot escape.

I muse on all of this as I work in the park at night seeking out these unearthly portraits....entities that exist but don't, visages that are real enough to be photographed but are only landscape and light, spirits that exist once and then are gone for good.