I once saw a black and white photograph of a suit jacket hanging over a hotel arm chair. I found it so evocative of the achingly solitary transience of such places that still for a certain period bear the occupier's mark that I decided to use my ample business travel to build up a series that plays with this dichotomy.
quiet night
Ready to go
Silhouette
After the ball
Vision
Hotel room anonymity
Back from a walk
Tomorrow's clothes
Waking up in a strange bed
Endless
