How do you travel from art to photography? Should art look like “art”, or should it look like the artist? Should photographs follow a recognizable pattern in order to be accepted or should they express the vision of the artist? Is an object art, even if it is not understood? Is the artist an artist, even if he is not understood? Even if he does not fall into a mainstream “artist” pattern? How does the artist and photographer find inspiration and how does he transform it into an object that has the power to move?
I will not try to answer these questions. Not directly, at least. But I will tell you a story that comprises all these questions and hopefully some answers. A story about how art can influence photography, how you can travel from art to photography, and how art and memories can be the substance of photography.