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What I see when I look over my shoulder.
The past is a place half recognizable, half not. My father became a more brilliant story-teller as he got older and his memory made gaps, which he was free to fill in as he wished. I hated it. I wanted facts, true history, documentary evidence. I'm older now. The past looks like a fairy tale, where dreams masquerade as memories, and history is another form of invention. There is documentary evidence in these pictures, but I can't see what is directly behind me. I can only glance sidelong, over each shoulder, with one eye and then another.

NEW Another Country is a book. Coming this spring

The composite images of Another Country were made between 2013 and 2014. The interiors were shot in a family house I’d known for fifty years; the landscapes are from a place that holds my earliest memories. These were taken between 2010 and 2012 . After that I couldn’t go there anymore.

A sequel to Another Country, this time in color, can be found at CAN’T GET THERE FROM HERE
Cover "another country" book"another country page 6The Road HomeThe Lumber RoomMedicine ChestThe Path Through the HouseUnrequitedArrivalSummer HouseLate Light