Thinking about this booklet, and how to put it and the exhibition together, gave me sleepless nights. There was the weight of choice and an equal demand for expression of all my loves. But suddenly, the panic cleared, because all these competing paths are lined by one thing: memories. One of the beauties of photography is that it’s a series of ‘memory bytes’, taken in a visual instant and stored for future recall.
Alongside the selection of images chosen for the booklet are poems written to explore the inner reason for their existence and their meaning to me.
