Once upon a midnight dreary, while I pondered, weak and weary,
Over many a quaint and curious volume of forgotten lore,—
While I nodded, nearly napping, suddenly there came a tapping,
As of some one gently rapping, rapping at my chamber door.
“‘Tis some visitor,” I muttered, “tapping at my chamber door—
nly this and nothing more…”

“A Raven’s Dream” is my attempt to deal with the uncanny (unheimlich). I sought to dive again into an age of innocence where everything appeared mysterious, enigmatic and sometimes ominous.

In this series, I aim to explore a place where things that were meant to be hidden away are instead exposed—I attempt to reconstruct indistinct memories, to reveal hidden secrets, to confront my childhood phobias and guilts and to exorcise them.

The whole experience of making these pictures holds a redemptive intensity for me; the process of creation was an almost psychoanalytic process.

For me, photography is a way of interpreting the world that is intensely personal—it is the key to unlocking covert fears and hopes. My title was inspired by Edgar Allan Poe’s poem “The Raven.”

—Stavros Stamatiou