“Doubtless she had made of this crystal surface an inner mirror to protect herself from the brilliant indiscretion of the afternoons.” – Stephane Mallarmé
“Ophelia in her despair goes to the water and finds this beautiful submerged world – her garden – a garden without seasons, fixed forever by the click of a shutter.
A landscape without a history or a future, existing only for the moment in which it was perceived. It is a landscape that I as a photographer can never revisit because it is no longer there. The light and the wind and the water cannot be held still and I can never be again the woman I was when these images were made.
Just as we cannot re-enter a dream, I cannot re-enter this garden or send anyone there. I can only share with the viewer what I saw when I went to the water’s edge.
A series of panoramic landscapes and a woman.” – Josephine Sacabo
