I take photographs at night. People and places in the moonlight. People in their own private space and time. Places that reveal themselves to me. The exposure is long, so my photographed subjects need to stand still for a while, almost breathless. In those few minutes, when we are forced to immobilize, I am able to become intimate with them. Here and now, in the silence, sharing time and space, the quietness and the inner suspense. The rawness of the now.
Yet, I never see clearly. I am like a hunter, waiting for the ideal shape to appear, intuitively searching for the perfect composition. And I never see people as they are. Not in the darkness during the shooting, not afterwards in the photographs. The combination of the silver moonlight and long exposure uncovers many layers of their personality, sandwiched together in the final picture. The result of our shared intimate moment is a blurred image, no sharp details, only fuzzy silhouettes and a lot of question marks.