Beneath the Surface

It is possible to miss a lot by only remaining at the surface. Many of us see but not observe, hear but not listen, touch but not feel. Many of us move from one thing to the next trying to find pleasures in our hedonistic journey and accept it as the pace of our time. Trapped by the flow we seem to transit without resistance hoping that better things will come. Sometimes they do, but even then we move, as the expectations of satisfaction are not realized. More and more of us during these modern times are experiencing a shallow existence. Isn’t it a case for reflection? Why should we be satisfied with dissatisfaction? Is there a way to live our lives differently and make our daily experiences more fulfilling? How to learn from deeper experiences to maintain a constant spiritual growth? I have so many questions and little answers. Am I alone? Probably not. My work is about looking for answers. But the answers cannot be found in the obvious. Most of us can feel great emotion when confronted with the extraordinary, but the reality is that day-to-day we deal with the ordinary. Is it possible to significantly increase the potentiality of what we experience by changing our pace to allow for deeper appreciation? So I decided for the very ordinary and wearing my camera, jeans and old shoes spent a lot of time at a junkyard observing and feeling to get beneath the surface of a seemingly chaotic arrangement of crashed cars and parts. My photos are a physical manifestation of those significant moments and reflect my natural inclinations to modernism and love for form and spatial ambiguity.