SPACE B
SHE WOULD’VE HAD MY LIPS
JEDDER JONES
Her image is one imagined only through a desire to grasp hold of something, forever enveloped in unreality. A vision existing only in the realm of the Photographic, an alchemic creation offering a glimpse of the Divine. Referencing photographic history and its ties to the paranormal, spirit possessions and the female hysteric. The images existing in paradox; past and present, pain and pleasure, perceived through these material portals we may never enter.
