I see the clouds go by
A blank sheet of paper is always a blind moment full of possibilities. A non-sound.
I use a wrinkled silk paper, a neutral wall and firsts or lasts sunlight rays when casting shadow highlighting its volumetry.
Where there is only a vague shadow, a random stain or a cloud in the sky, our mind mistakenly connects with recognisable images, according to the need of shaping things for signify them.
John Berger said that We only see what we look at, and that we are always looking at the relation between things and ourselves.
In that sense, I appeal to perception while shooting these photographs.
Fleeting ideas. Those who became the scrunched up ball at the time of discarding. Something similar to noise.
Gelatin silver print.