2008-2010 (10+ photographs)
Beyond the wall, the door, the window and the bay, there are lives of human beings tired from the on going frequency of the day and the night.
Blank faces in the windowpane, becoming clear in seconds of light, disappearing and returning again by a new light from a passing car… Perhaps they’re there to hear or maybe to see.
The night is still on and behind this locked windowpane, the face is still there, probably waiting for someone who may never come.
The face is still staring out and some of its features are reflected inside of me to see.
Close to my window there is a wide-open window.
Dedicated to Opeth of their “Windowpane” song.