“riding in the back seat of my parent’s car as a child, forehead against the window, i would drift into a trance and watch light collide with trees or squint through tears to create optical illusions. i found that the ability to bend the subject or alter contrasting dynamics was a hook”
- nicholas x bent
marginalia…
scribbles on the edge of fields, footnotes in a story about human progress, the margins are the remnants of forest, a line of survivors who hold space open for oddities and outcasts, and the power of stray thought.
nicholas x bent has always been awed by the structure of trees, how wind and time can shape them and the movement they express even as they are rooted in place. the photographs are an invitation to consider the uniqueness and sentience of the subjects, to acknowledge the disconnect towards nature that is usual in our world, but also to ask us to connect and feel, to look inward and see the wildness within us.
