Lonely and alone. Two different words used to describe a state of solitude, but is one is better than the other; is there a difference? This work navigates through the variance between being alone and being lonely, and explores meanings and connotations associated with these feelings. We care for things, we collect things, we build relationships with both living and nonliving things to seek pleasure at the same time basking in times of solitude. Our surroundings affect states of loneliness and aloneness. Perhaps an open field can combat a dark room. These feelings are heavy and light. They can appear calmly and vanish in an instant. Solitude and awareness of these feelings are sparked by memories, objects, scenes, actions.
I love to be alone, yet I hate to be lonely. I define and explain feelings, trying to separate one from the other. But, being alone and being lonely are intertwined. These photographs are a reflection of my own feelings and trying to uncover where loneliness and being alone come from. It is question of how we may muse over our own times of solitude, and how we perceive the differences between the two feelings.