I had this amazing dream the other night.
It was very cinematic, an epic really.
I won’t really go into the details right now, but it was both like a great caper/heist film – something like Oceans 11 – mixed with a teenage comedy like The Hangover, and then this David Lynch like surrealism. A lot of terrain was covered.
Best of all, when I awoke from it – after giving that initial gasp upon recognizing how interesting and strange it really was – I came to a realization about some pictures I’m trying to figure out. And what I thought of these pictures had nothing to do with the dream, and yet the realization seems so connected.
I’ve been photographing in Denver the past couple of years, and I know have figured out a messing piece, how to bring structure to the visual narrative through process and technique (more on this later).
When I awoke, it all seemed so clear to me. Inspiration is a mysterious thing.