I am still me, I hear, feel and see Even though I'm just a shadow of who I used to be. I feel the fear, I am aware of what's down there.

The path unseen, I step between The light and shadow of my being. As I descend, it is the trend To feel confused, while being bemused.

My thoughts, in short Are clear and sharp. I hold them closely To my heart.

But blurred out there It's just not clear, When I look up From way down here.

I'm feeling trapped, my circuit's snapped. I want to shout, but can't reach out How to begin...looking without, looking within.

My mind's a bog, can't clear the fog. Words can't be jogged, my brain is clogged. But wait, what's that I hear? I do declare That sounds like something familiar. I see the light, it's becoming clear Now I can see way back there.

I'm feeling trapped, my circuit's snapped. I want to shout, but can't reach out How to begin...looking without, looking within.

I'm drifting far, I'm drifting near Sometimes I'm here, sometimes I'm there Even though in silence I stare I'm still alive, deep down in here.

I'm feeling trapped, my circuit's snapped. I want to shout, but can't reach out How to begin...looking without, looking within.

I'm closing shop, it's time to stop.

Let me sit, I'm feeling old While I rest this weary soul. It's time to reflect and ponder Just what is there, out yonder.

I know it's beyond your comprehension But I've caught my cab to the new dimension.

BETWEEN SPACE

2015

An analogue photography project with psychologically charged metaphoric images, empathically representing the emotional experience of a Dementia sufferer. Combining imagery and text,  the images are presented in a sequence that reads as a poem. 

Reflecting a melancholic tone, the intention is that the viewer absorbs an empathic understanding of Dementia sufferers. 'My eyes are still able to see, my ears can still hear, my hands and heart can still feel. I am just forgetting the memories of my present and past existence, gradually'.