Escapist narcotic practices belonging to a project I have called Ceiling (Sky).
My home, Northglenn, CO: 26 January 2009
A professor of mine once pointed out that I photograph ceilings and sky/landcapes with the same approach. Our conversation resulted in this: Ceiling (sky)
Willoughby Residence Hall, Brooklyn, NY: 11 February 2008
When you take self portraits, there’s this kind of reverie you go into. You go into almost like a fugue state. You don’t blink your eyes so you get kind of woozy vision - it’s what’s called ecstatic time, I guess. Everything slows down. Your mind goes and brings bits and pieces of your past into your present and snatches a conversation back to you. And they all weave together like some kind of peculiar tapestry that’s faded in different places.
—Sally Mann
(Source: paradoxicalsentiments, via and-what-then-in-its-place)




