Karlem Sivira

I have lived in more than 15 places in the past 5 years. I've moved through these spaces, developing a special relationship with certain corners and windows. When light appears in a particularly attractive way in these spots, I usually photograph the scene, fully conscious of the fact that it could be a whole year before the look is replicated, and I will likely be elsewhere by then. These images from a variety of apartments and houses form a constructed dream home of sorts. This imaginary house is full of white and cream colors, clean, simple, dreamy. A gentle space that cocoons me at night and during long afternoons writing and being at peace. But the reality of my waiting somehow manages to seep through and color all the images with a somewhat sinister sense of both reminiscing for a past gone, and longing for a distant future. Like waiting in purgatory, forgetting to inhabit the present time. karlemkarlem.com