Tomorrow marks the 5 year anniversary of Annie Blake’s death.
We made these photographs in April 2020 as part of my At a Distance project. We talked about the insulation/isolation, of distance, about how we were being rebuilt and remade in those early months of 2020.
These would be the last portraits we made together and a few short months later she’d muse about what it would mean to be, or not to be, a ghost.
In hindsight I see the impending was there, but the portraits document life, change and selfhood, images made by an insistence that belongs to the living only, an insistence for creativity despite the boundaries of glass and space, disease and distance.
RIP Annie. Forever in many directions.
