Stories from Light and Darkness

It’s always interesting to me to discover what photographs capture my attention or act as the inspiration to write. I’m sure, as those who read these few words, you’re probably wondering the same as what appears doesn’t always match what is written.

Life is poetic, messy with disjointed thoughts and discourses, prone to run this way and that, leap across vast chasms of unbelief into uncharted territories of philosophy and discovery. As such, it’s a writer’s duty (and a photographer’s, as well) to shape a narrative around what is seen to highlight the unseen as well.

Not everything is gentle, wholesome, appealing. Sometimes the lack of what presents itself is more telling, more damning, more aching than what is right in front of you. An empty set of swings, light and dark, is as much a story of death and loss as it is about the realities of children being in school versus a public park here in København.

I’m intrigued by these unseen stories and the narratives derived from them as I believe this world has much to offer us amidst the light and darkness, the fullness and the void. We need only scan the top headlines of any journal or newpaper from around the world to…