“The divided heart doesn’t know whether to break or mend is a projection of my uncertainties about my (and humanity’s) future during the early stages of a midlife crisis. Emotionally divided about where and what I was supposed to be doing with my life, I found myself walking along the service roads of the trench highway I lived directly next to in Montreal’s west end.
I know you say "claustrophobic" -- I can't argue with you, you know yourself. The images to me don't feel claustrophobic. But They certainly feel "neglected," "broken," "amiss", "discarded".
Stunning work Matthew, and thank you for sharing such a personal conflict. I can totally see a state of mind in this body of work, this is very difficult to achieve. Congratulations!
I resonate with this as I seem to be in a similar state of trying to figure out who I am and what I'm supposed to be doing now. My context is that I'm recently a widower and my life was centered (for the past three years) around caregiving. Now that my wife is gone, I'm trying to figure out who Antonio is without being part of a married system any more. My photography these days feels like a search as well since I connect part of my being as being a photographer. I guess that's one of the things a camera can be good for: searching for ourselves.
I know you say "claustrophobic" -- I can't argue with you, you know yourself. The images to me don't feel claustrophobic. But They certainly feel "neglected," "broken," "amiss", "discarded".
Thank you for sharing. Hope to see more.
Stunning work Matthew, and thank you for sharing such a personal conflict. I can totally see a state of mind in this body of work, this is very difficult to achieve. Congratulations!
Thank you Kim for the support! I'm always greatful for opportunity to share my work with your community, all the best!
I resonate with this as I seem to be in a similar state of trying to figure out who I am and what I'm supposed to be doing now. My context is that I'm recently a widower and my life was centered (for the past three years) around caregiving. Now that my wife is gone, I'm trying to figure out who Antonio is without being part of a married system any more. My photography these days feels like a search as well since I connect part of my being as being a photographer. I guess that's one of the things a camera can be good for: searching for ourselves.