Will Navidson
The Photographer in the Infinite Corridor
I photograph the edges of the unknowable.
Pulitzer in my pocket, camera around my neck, I’ve stared down war zones and hurricanes. But nothing in my career prepared me for the corridor that appeared in my own living room. It doesn’t blink. It doesn’t breathe. But it watches. I keep shooting film, mounting cameras, trying to map the unmappable. The house doesn’t care. It just keeps expanding into places light forgot.
What I'm Into: darkness that swallows sound, lost hallways, Karen's silence, shifting geometry, the cold that doesn't thaw
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