baptism

This idea was born in the dark, my palms in a tray of fix and the gentle sound of water trickling around me with words of Plato whispering in the back of my mind. Six months later we went down to the river and baptized one another in the name of art, of photography and of those who came before us. On a brisk Sunday afternoon, late October, we became the film: encased in darkness, exposed to the light in the briefest of moments, back into the darkness to be washed before permanently entering the light. The development of film is incredibly ritualistic, a baptism of silver. This work is our nod to our medium, we honor it by becoming it. Like a painter relies on oils and a sculptor clay, a photographer is dependent on darkness and water. We are alchemists, stealing moments, creating something from nothing but light.

We are women, we are artists, and on this day we became the film.

a collaboration with the Honeybee Squad.