As I continue to make photographs, I have come to understand that my work is entirely self indulgent. It is an exploration of my tumultuous relationship with society which is at times withdrawn and comtemptuous. As I photograph, though, I find that the process itself creates a bond between my subject and myself that begins to renew my hope and faith in humanity. These photographs are most often an expression of isolation. As I walk through the streets of urban centers and scores of people file past, I search for a connection, a moment where I can either tap into someone's momentary thought or, more interestingly, find others creating compositions for me, drawing my own emotions out so that the photograph becomes an interaction, a dialogue. I feel that the noblest role of art is to exist as an unspoken realization between the creator and the viewer. If there is some part of myself in my work that another can identify with, understand, or see with a clarity that is utterly mystical, then I can believe in something greater than the sum or our flesh and bones. At its core, I find all of my work to center upon the human condition. The work itself exist solely as a vessle to break through that condition, to converse without words.