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Plants in Other Peoples' Windows #1
About Plants in Other Peoples’ Windows
The ‘Plants in Other Peoples’ Windows’ series is an unexpected twist on a familiar face. I hope you enjoy.
For as long as I can remember, I’ve appreciated the peacefully refreshing presence of our stationary green friends. Every room I’ve ever lived in has had some form of chloro-filled company, pun intended. They seem to brighten up the room by providing a grounding link to the soothing outdoors we all enjoy. Used correctly, they can often be employed as clever interior decoration that also provides a bright pop with a living touch. Long story short, I’m a big fan of plants. Seeing something grow from seed to leaf is still a rewarding exercise for me and I find it fun watching my little pals ebb and flow with their environments. They seemed natural as the subject of a series, but I’d soon come to learn the voice of the series is far from what thought it would be when I first took off my lens cap.
The first few shots made sense. A plant here basking in the sun. A leaf there with a cool pattern. After a while though, a theme started to develop. Through the smudgy, dust covered windows each plant seemed to sit behind was a subtle look of desire. A longing gaze for a world they used to know well but can no longer be apart of. For a few moments during each burst of shots I’d always watch as the wind blew outside, leaving my indoor subject starkly isolated. The trees would whisper and the smells of each neighborhood would waft through the air. Each time I’m reminded of the world the plants are missing out on. Each pane of glass separated the wild from the domesticated and I soon couldn’t help but feel bad for the plants…and then for us.
Our luxurious indoor palaces are curated down to the last square inch. Even the air we breath is conditioned. Through our large transparent walls we can see out into the living real world so much so that we conveniently begin to think we’re still a part of it. Our plants are the final added touch. I believe our obsession with packing more and more people into smaller space results in an unhealthy relationship with nature that only leaves us wishing, longing for more. It’s this melancholy form of desire I try to capture here in this series that I hope, or maybe don’t hope, you can relate to.
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Medium (8.5x11" - 21x28cm) $199 ·
Small (5x7" - 13x18cm) $99 ·
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About Plants in Other Peoples’ Windows
The ‘Plants in Other Peoples’ Windows’ series is an unexpected twist on a familiar face. I hope you enjoy.
For as long as I can remember, I’ve appreciated the peacefully refreshing presence of our stationary green friends. Every room I’ve ever lived in has had some form of chloro-filled company, pun intended. They seem to brighten up the room by providing a grounding link to the soothing outdoors we all enjoy. Used correctly, they can often be employed as clever interior decoration that also provides a bright pop with a living touch. Long story short, I’m a big fan of plants. Seeing something grow from seed to leaf is still a rewarding exercise for me and I find it fun watching my little pals ebb and flow with their environments. They seemed natural as the subject of a series, but I’d soon come to learn the voice of the series is far from what thought it would be when I first took off my lens cap.
The first few shots made sense. A plant here basking in the sun. A leaf there with a cool pattern. After a while though, a theme started to develop. Through the smudgy, dust covered windows each plant seemed to sit behind was a subtle look of desire. A longing gaze for a world they used to know well but can no longer be apart of. For a few moments during each burst of shots I’d always watch as the wind blew outside, leaving my indoor subject starkly isolated. The trees would whisper and the smells of each neighborhood would waft through the air. Each time I’m reminded of the world the plants are missing out on. Each pane of glass separated the wild from the domesticated and I soon couldn’t help but feel bad for the plants…and then for us.
Our luxurious indoor palaces are curated down to the last square inch. Even the air we breath is conditioned. Through our large transparent walls we can see out into the living real world so much so that we conveniently begin to think we’re still a part of it. Our plants are the final added touch. I believe our obsession with packing more and more people into smaller space results in an unhealthy relationship with nature that only leaves us wishing, longing for more. It’s this melancholy form of desire I try to capture here in this series that I hope, or maybe don’t hope, you can relate to.
Open Edition
Largest (36x48" - 91x121cm) $399 ·
Large (20x24" - 50x61cm) $299 ·
Medium (8.5x11" - 21x28cm) $199 ·
Small (5x7" - 13x18cm) $99 ·
Sales Tax Included - Photos are printed on demand and will be shipped either flat or rolled depending on size requirements