Labyrinths & Constellations 1984-87
I wanted to make images that would recreate the experience of trying to become whole. The Labyrinth was constructed to house or hide that unnatural union of woman and beast — the Minotaur. This poor and blessed beast, depending on how you looked at it, seemed a mirror of us all: torn in opposite directions, wild and tame, civilized and not. Palladium and steel — the most refined, warm, elegant of photographic processes and the dirtiest, grittiest and rawest of metals — mirror the impossible union of opposites. At first I thought the Labyrinth was a prison but in making these pictures, I’ve learned it is a place of discovery. The whole self is all of the fragments.