I was recently asked where my photo ideas come from. I don’t always have a good answer- sometimes I dream them, sometimes I based them on things I thought I saw for real but didn’t, sometimes from books, sometimes from paintings… and sometimes all of the above, as was the case here.
One of my all time favorite books is Nabokov’s Despair, and I have long wanted to express how the book felt to me. And also, I’m on a Magritte kick. So, without further ado, here’s what happened.
An Imperfect Socialism.