These self-portraits are experimentations in displaying the way my mind drifts away from reality. I am suspected to have narcolepsy. I do not suddenly fall asleep where I stand as some might imagine. Rather, my mind seems to disconnect from inside my skull, settling down into the bottom of my psyche. I am still aware of my surroundings, I can see and function, but the weight sinks through my body and I often want to lay down, even among rocks and twigs. My mind will wander during menial tasks. I sometimes feel old and rooted like a tree. Sometimes I do lay down for a nap, and I will feel like stone. I fall quickly into dreams -- fluid like water running through my mind. It is when I close my eyes that I fly.
I am a fine art photographer living in Anchorage, Alaska.
