2020
In late summer, the Pacific Northwest experienced a hellacious forest fire season. Our air was toxic and we were all forced to stay inside again; our movements already constricted, fears compounded.
My house
500 sq ft loft in Seattle. The Talisman, 1965
I lived by myself and I was deliriously lonely. I did I have my collected objects. I arranged them in different vignettes, exerting a precious, little agency. “Apartment Styling” - a hackneyed effort to feel ok. Photo manipulation was another, simple way to feel a modicum of control, but the natural lighting was choked with smoke. The oddity was disturbing and photogenic.
