Asphalt
Nothing is capable of such exquisite expression as the human figure. In these photographs, I am interested in the body as a descriptive tool used to speak for its surroundings. A translator of sorts.
These images investigate the intersection of gesture and place. There is no horizon. The expanse of perceived nothingness extends into infinity. Only a single yellow line interrupts the figure as she exists in a painful and melodic interaction with the cracks in the pavement.
