New Year

A collection of three images that were created in a time of personal grief and shift.

“In 2020, at the age of 26, my wife died in her sleep of unknown causes. Around this time, under the pressure of a pandemic, the world ceased to move . The silent months that followed were spent disconnected, isolated; both physically and inwardly. I became familiar with the movements and tides of grief. Then, nearly one year later, the world changed again, in the form of a Texas snowstorm and electrical grid failures.

Somehow, it all made sense. The world appeared as unknown as reality felt.

These images, created with 35mm film and a film soup process, represent that exact moment of not only my life, but the lives of everyone reformed within the limbo of their grief.”

New Year, 2021 – Text written in 2023.

© 2023, Maxwell N