Like a lone traveler in a foreign land with rations far and few,
this object was to be approached with an open mind. So was born,
The Object Of My Imagination.
Leaving students mystified, entertained, or simply lost for words,
the items cooked up quite a feast of feelings upon initial interaction.
Although each revealed an exterior story, the information contained
was locked away, revealed only by the key yet found. With each shoe,
book, glove or undesirable handbag came the power of imagination,
and a ticket to a challenging journey of self-discovery.
The above in mind makes viewing the resulting photographs somewhat
admirable. For each object awakened a sleeping imagination, a storybook,
the road to which for some was a mountainous terrain, others as
smooth as sand.
Pleasing the eye, these photographs acknowledge the world we knew
as children, the power to dream; something so many of us feel is
lost in age. Proof is had through a consistent flow through all
of these works: the power of the mind is something never lost; all
it needs is a little ignition.