“The main thing is to be moved, to love,
to hope, to tremble, to live.”
- Auguste Rodin
There is a certain peace to be found when losing oneself in fantasy that I find wholly unique. A feeling of wonder that is often lost to us, as we take on the mantle of responsibility that comes with adulthood. The magic you feel while undertaking your first adventure into Narnia, Hogwarts, Tatooine, or any number of beloved worlds as a child is as precious as it is singular. I don't think this magic comes simply from the escapism some find in stories, though indeed the ability to escape we find in the pretend of our youth is valuable. Instead I find the magic to stem from a feeling of hope, of newness and purity and otherness that we find in the worlds of our own fantastical making. By immersing ourselves in complete fantasy, we can come back and see our own world anew and with brighter eyes. Through the lens of make-believe we can look at both the joys and sorrows of our lives in new and illuminating ways. We may appreciate anew the light in our world and, perhaps, find better solutions to our darkness.
This is the magic of fantasy.
I use this idea of magic as a lens
The lens through which I view the world around me. I overlay the fantasy worlds with my reality, and create the result. I find simply replicating reality a misuse of my paint, and leave that complex practice to the world of photography. My work is infused with a whimsy and a lightness that I hope brings that peaceful calm you may have lost since your childhood.