Personal Space | 2014 - 2015
Following the untimely death of my aunt, I took solace in the time spent with my two year old son. There was a healing power to his fearless sense of exploration and his untainted view of those around him. An interesting element to his journey was his often comical disregard of people's personal space. He would scooter right up to a stranger and stop an inch or two away from their feet and remain there, oblivious to the intimacy of his proximity.
Using the Rolleiflex camera that had once belonged to my grandfather, I took the opportunity to follow Faris into these spaces and document his journey. This was of course my journey too and I gradually began to realise that I was creating a series of self portraits, exercising my grief by making myself vulnerable and my presence felt by those I photographed.