August 1, 2014
photo (c) Matthew Contos
June and July have brought me broody moody skies and a dreamy hidden landscape for extensive fieldwork along the northeastern coast of the United States. Summer light stays late into the night this far north, and provides a twilight wonderland that dissolves into a coastal mist…there’s no telling what might happen when it lifts…perhaps the artist has become a tree.
I’m working on photographs for THE HOPE OF FLOATING HAS CARRIED US THIS FAR – my upcoming debut story collection with Coffee House – a book about the enigmatic wreckage of borderlands between elements. Space and sky, sky and sea, sea and land, land and human, human and not-human. The blurring of each to each. The love affair of crossing over, passing through, and transforming into otherness.
This beach is my favorite place in the world to photograph on a steamy summer day, because after a few moments I cease being human and become a mussel.