In these quotidian images—the fascination with elements of everyday wear and tear—new points of view emerge. Given that I get around in a wheelchair, my lens uniquely angles across the topography of movement. Many of these photos—all shot with an iPhone—focus on the ground, on the inner-mechanisms of objects found, framing the figures low down that with the rush of time may without notice disappear.
With the close-up the abstract made concrete. Via juxtaposition, the little things set side-by-side, and synecdoche, the separate parts that make up the planet, these photos bring to mind the Japanese concept of “wabi-sabi,” the idea of discovering the beautiful in the ugly: patterns in the dirt, the decay that surrounds.
These images fling us into the mix of intention and happenstance, the transient beauty in the shapes we adore and the stuff we toss away. If an iota of rust can draw us to attention, then mathematically this means our world is 10,000 times more a wilderness than we ever imagined. These textured images ask the viewer for a moment to hear a note of silence in the traffic…