// accumulated items inside a medicine cabinet // rumination on moving, the necessity of packing and unpacking // what we choose to take with us each time we move and what we reconcile leaving // space, it is confined // privacy and intimacy created by sorting through a box of goods, rearranging as we see fit and then returning them to the safety of being behind glass //
Typically I hate photographing things that I haven't staged or fully thought through and have never been particularly interested in documentary photography. Recently my boyfriend and I went fishing and instead of taking photos of the surroundings as I had planned I took these photos of him telling me about how he learned to fish (competitively? Apparently there is such thing as varsity fishing I had no idea).
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