Sometimes the studio feels like an island aside of time. Inside this glass case I move around in a landscape of my own construction, distilled from the objects which surround me. Sometimes people watch through the glass, sometimes I watch people watching. Often there is the thud of a head against the window from a misjudged closer look. Reflections of the island fragment the view of the room beyond. I think about the rows of figurines captured in their individual scenes as I take photographs inside this scene of my own making.
