Secret Keepers caters to my fascination with old dolls. I'm intrigued first and
foremost because they recall a time of innocent youth. These dolls were loved,
coddled, thrown, lost. They overheard quiet giggles, jubilant birthday parties,
arguments and pillow-muffled sobs. They witnessed unspeakable pain and
unconditional love. With their cracks and mold, they also illustrate the aging
process. When my macro lens makes them larger than life they become as much
landscapes as they are portraits.
The similar series Isn't It Iconic? focuses on the more mysterious, less
accessible religious icons. There is such sadness in some of these faces.
I often wonder what was going on in the hearts of those who created them.
Each of these images has the capacity to force us to examine the reality of change
and the cycle of life, whether it occurs in plastic, in plaster, in fabric or in ourselves.
