My motivation for creating this series was something an acquaintance said while I was visiting her house. She was telling me intimate details about her life even though there was a plumber working in the room. I suggested she be more discrete and she “Why, we’re alone.”
Whether they be manual laborers, immigrants, the disabled, the old -- all have a palpable physicality, but manifest as unseen in the eyes of some observers. My photographs of these subjects do not permit identification or bring countenance to the forefront; rather I am illustrating them as they are often perceived, unseen and unrecognized, ghostly and nonmaterial. Hence I shoot into a window, filtering the image through a scrim, a curtain or dirty glass, alerting you to a presence but never revealing the person whom, without intervention, will always remain as pictured -- invisible.