Event Horizon marked the beginning of a complete fascination with octagons – simple yet complex geometric shapes that for me spoke of order and complexity, and where overhelmingly ‘human,’ completely constructed and relating strongly to conceptual space.
In this series I photographed timeless, sublime things that evade human comprehension. The imposition of the octagon became a kind of classification system in this instance, systematically reducing everything in its gaze.
And yet, whilst strangely flattening the images they somehow gave more weight, framing these pieces and giving them an importance of sorts.
I like to view these pieces as tiny portals to some similar but alien continent.
