IN SEARCH OF PLACE
The notion of place and the search for finding one’s place in the world has fascinated and perplexed me for many years. I feel like I have spent much of my life seeking “my place”.
Early one morning, armed with camera and a hat, I started a strange journey through the streets of Cape Town, South Africa.
I photographed a teapot in obscure places; in the sea, amongst the remains of a previous night’s gathering of the homeless, in a stream under a bridge,
between the day’s catch in the fish monger’s vehicle and in the Y-shaped concrete pillar supporting an enormous bridge (this Y-shape took on metaphorical importance in my process).
The teapot, as seen in this early body of work, is a metaphor for myself.












