I grew up in the kind of small town every teenager wants to get out of.
I've spent most of my time since then trying to recapture the kind of life I left behind... growing my own food, teaching kids how to harvest fava beans, and relentlessly photographing people around me, what they do, and the tension between the natural world and our attempt to push it aside.
I approach a camera like a window: as a means of detachment from whatever lies behind it... as something to frame my surroundings and focus my gaze... and as a barrier to be thrown open.
I try to treat the lens like a permeable membrane. Sometimes I try to make it disappear.
I tend towards the overly elliptical.
I wear Birkenstocks without shame.
In photography, as in all relationships, my interest lies in the dynamics of things. I like to focus on the space in between.
I’d almost aways rather eat outside. (Not out, outside.)
I think the best photographs are as much about the photographer as the object of the camera’s gaze.
I always return the shopping cart.
I can fix anything, even if it’s not actually broken.
I routinely suffer from the oft-cliched existential dilemma - who am I, and what do I do? Fairly sure taking a photograph helps me quell, even define, if not resolve, the relentless conversation.
© 2018 Julie Fowells