Blueforms begin as photographs of clear blue skies, which I develop until they degrade. At their breaking point, patterns begin to appear: rippling fields, granular textures, wave-like distortions, and the visible artifacts of the camera sensor itself.
Everything can only be pushed so far before it breaks; an image, a person, a world. If a thing is forced to become something other than itself to exist, the transformation raises questions of identity. Does its new form reveal its true nature, or does it mark a loss? And when the real sky is pushed further than it can tolerate, what will the consequences be?
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Pigment prints on Baryta paper
30 x 30 in. (76.2 x 76.2 cm) to 42 x 42 in. (106.7 x 106.7 cm)
Edition of 5 + 1 A/P