Chiaroscuro I come to photography with a painter's eye. For me, it's about the light. Sunlight, shadows, reflections and transparency. Light bouncing off reflective surfaces, light revealing structure. Objects illuminated, objects emerging from darkness. The fullness of bloom lives in the moment. What was once alive leaves a remnant behind – an empty shell, a white bone, a withered stalk. Objects evoke the lives of the people who handled them. They come together in a landscape of memories arranged in the chiaroscuro of natural light. A reminder of life, a reminder of its completion.