GLIMMER: STEPPENWOLF

GLIMMER: STEPPENWOLF  (2008)

I first begun to explore photography whilst walking the streets of my home town. Aylesbury, in the small hours of the morning.  Partly to escape from boredom and partly for the anxiety these walks offered I would try to visually capture how I felt.  Years later, I re-visited this feeling using Herman Hesse’s masterpiece Steppenwolf as further inspiration.

With playful lightheartedness, I trod the moist pavements of the narrow streets.  As though in tears and veiled, the lamps glimmered through the chill gloom and sucked their reflections slowly from the wet ground.

The forgotten years of my youth came back to me.  How I used to love the dark, sad evenings of late autumn and winter, how eagerly I imbibed their moods of loneliness and melancholy when wrapped in my cloak I strode for half the night through rain and storm, through the leafless winter landscape, lonely enough then too, but full of deep joy, and full of poetry…

Steppenwolf, Herman Hesse