Down The Rabbit Hole
The visible world is no longer a reality and the unseen world no longer a dream.
– W.B. Yeats [1]
I follow the rabbit into the dark. I go to a place that holds my deepest fears and desires. The theatre of the mind, where visual experience is created in a symphony of electrical impulses and chemical reactions, and everything is as real as it is imaginary. Suspended in this borderland of reality and fantasy, I create my dreamscapes. Ephemeral tales that can only continue to exist through photographs.
Photography no longer only belongs in a world of reality. 'While analogue photography alludes to "having-been-there" digital photography questions if there ever was a "there" at all.'[2] As such it is a portal to the imagination, to a place that knows no boundaries of logic and reason, where everything is as real as we want it to be.
I cannot imagine a world without fantasy, a world with no escape and no need to believe in the fantastical and beautifully weird. I choose to indulge in the seduction of dreams and endless possibilities.
Are you such a dreamer?
...thoughts on a work in progress...
- Dida
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