Surrounded by never ending horizon lines and vast landscapes, I felt like a stranger to the world of my existence. The camera I held was covered in black tape-a futile effort to protect the burning sun from penetrating the emulsion that lies within its body. All around me was peace, and yet, I felt unrest. I felt myself fighting and instead decided to give in to my surroundings, give in to the camera in my hands, and breathe.
Misaligned documents a desperate search for belongingness in a period of intense detachment and isolation.
The body of work explores how the perception of our physical environment is directly related to our emotional state of being. The degraded, noisy images, with specks of dust and red light leaks, are an honest portrait of yearning. Instead of allowing myself to be overwhelmed by the vastness of my surroundings, I found solace in the smaller details that give me a taste of what it means to feel at home.
2017