Female Photographer Seeks Portrait Subjects, by Siri Kaur. More here.

“These are photographs of strangers, people I don’t know, whose lives I discover through the act of photography. The strangers select themselves by responding to notices I post around town and online, announcing, “Female Photographer Seeks Portrait Subjects. All Ages, Shapes, Sizes Welcome.” Giving me permission to enter their lives long enough to create a portrait nurtures a deep-seated curiosity I have nurtured my whole life. My role as photographer gives me access to these anonymous existences. My images are concrete fictions: they are my fantasies about the lives of people who willingly invite me into their homes. My strangers are willing participants in this fantasy. “

-Siri Kaur-

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(“The wind up at dusk and the leaves in squalls and the birds flying into the wind-backed leaves so that in the lost light I could not say where the leaves stopped and the birds began. I try to distinguish but at crucial moments the space between carefully separated objects collapses and I too am whirled up against my will into the dervish of matter. The difficultly is that every firm step I win out of chaos is a firm step towards…more chaos. I throw a rope bridge, haul myself across the gap, and huddled on the little outcrop, safe for now, observe the view. What is the view? Another gap, another stretch of water. The probability of separate worlds meeting is very small. The lure of it is immense. We send starships. We fall in love. Whatever it is that pulls the pin, that hurls you past the boundaries of your own life into a brief  beauty, even for a moment, it is enough.”

-Jeanette Winterson-)