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A gate. A latch. A squeaky hinge.
The scene was fairly nondescript as I remember it. An old farm road brought me there. Weeds knee-high. Grasshoppers bombarding my faded jeans. And a gate, barely hanging on well-worn hinges. The overgrowth of weeds and time threatened to consume the simple gate, but it stood its ground and time stood still beside it.
I photographed this moment more than twenty-five years ago—a single, unpretentious photo with a quiet story to tell. A portal: an entrance into a moment, captured in time.
That simple photograph, relegated so long to a box in the attic, is a haunting reminder of a whispering moment. I thought about that moment for decades, finally devoting a year to discovering more. Portals, those timeless entrances experienced in a moment, a breath, a flicker of light and shadow. The result—a series of quiet photographs that whisper untold stories.
Lingering around portals are stories that go beyond a cracked window or tattered door. There is more—unknown, unexpected, and unimagined. And it was there that I too lingered, capturing the untold stories of those who had come and gone through these places. It was there that quiet entrances became portals.
The scene was fairly nondescript as I remember it. An old farm road brought me there. Weeds knee-high. Grasshoppers bombarding my faded jeans. And a gate, barely hanging on well-worn hinges. The overgrowth of weeds and time threatened to consume the simple gate, but it stood its ground and time stood still beside it.
I photographed this moment more than twenty-five years ago—a single, unpretentious photo with a quiet story to tell. A portal: an entrance into a moment, captured in time.
That simple photograph, relegated so long to a box in the attic, is a haunting reminder of a whispering moment. I thought about that moment for decades, finally devoting a year to discovering more. Portals, those timeless entrances experienced in a moment, a breath, a flicker of light and shadow. The result—a series of quiet photographs that whisper untold stories.
Lingering around portals are stories that go beyond a cracked window or tattered door. There is more—unknown, unexpected, and unimagined. And it was there that I too lingered, capturing the untold stories of those who had come and gone through these places. It was there that quiet entrances became portals.
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- Categoría principal: Libros de arte y fotografía
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Características: Cuadrado pequeño, 18×18 cm
N.º de páginas: 72 - Fecha de publicación: oct. 26, 2011
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