I don’t live in the past. I’m not alive in the past. The past is not alive in the present. The present is not alive in a photograph. A photograph of the past is present. A photograph of the present is past. Am I searching and finding? Am I pushing or pulling? Is this sentiment? Reminiscent? Artifact? Now document, an objective lens for subjective tendencies with intentional peripheries. What occurs when you construct your memories as expressions? Will your thoughts of tomorrow change from reflections found today?
Born in Catasauqua, PA, Lives and works in Philadelphia.