About the work

Something about the way people watch each other without really watching. A kind of ambient awareness, a soft hum of observation that doesn’t quite land. It’s a feeling you get in places that are public but not quite open, where the boundaries are clear but also permeable. Like a half-finished story, or a thought that's still forming. The things we construct around ourselves, the elaborate webs we weave, sometimes they’re just places to rest our eyes for a moment before we look away. There’s a geometry to that looking, a particular angle of incidence that catches the light just so, for just a second, before the light shifts. And then what was there is simply somewhere else.