‘Wandering between two worlds, one dead, The other powerless to be born…’ – Matthew Arnold
People can become as marginal as the spaces which they create.
I find myself strangely drawn to these spaces: the in-between. Where the city ends and the countryside begins. Where the sea meets the land. Where the dumping grounds of our cities meet the everyday.
There is a strange tension cast between the emotional states that exist there. Often, we do not see the edges to our environs, but know instinctively when they draw close – we may become simultaneously full of wonderment and anxiety.
The discordant spaces and objects that we find in these perpheral spaces have a role to play – as records of our detritus but also as indicators of ourselves, the shifting changes in us shown through the marks that we leave.
All images are scans from C-type, RA4 prints, Fuji Crystal Archive paper, approx 12×10 inches.