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