Desire

What we desire is by nature feminine, interior, hidden, contained inside something else, like new life in the womb, nourishment in a mother's breast, or spring water hidden among dry rocks.

If it were not contained it would have no value.  If not somewhat hidden, we would not desire it.  We don't go looking for what we already have.  We desire what we are missing, what is other, what would make us complete.

Desire is awakened by what is on the other side of a window.

Victor

I am

I am Victor
I am the watcher
I am awareness
I stand outside of reality
I reveal what is hidden
I find light in the darkness
I give words to what is mute
I freeze time in a still image
I uncover what is veiled
I watch, therefore
I am

Detachment

A woman lives inside her body.  She is inseparable from the constant circle of birth and death, the seasons, the rotation of the earth.  She is one with this world of change.

Being a voyeur, I live just outside of this world.  Detached, I observe these changes from a slight distance.  With my camera I capture instants of this constant flux, holding them still long enough to try to extract some small but lasting truth. I am memory and reflection.

Victor

Ritual Unveiling

Emily lives in the room on the other side of this window. I live out here in the cold. We meet at night, each on our own side.  It might seem like an odd relationship, but it works.
Because Emily wants above all to be seen and I just want to see,
and take a few pictures.
















Which makes me a voyeur, but I'm not ashamed of that. In French voyeur just means someone who is a seer. So all photographers are voyeurs, though not all are really seers.  A seer is a visionary, one who sees what others miss, who looks beyond the surface of things to what is essential, to what is usually invisible.

It's the Peeping Toms who have given us a bad name, stalking women, scaring them, masturbating outside their windows.  For the true voyeur, watching a woman undress is like the ritual unveiling of a religious idol in an ancient temple.   It's a sacred act.

Victor

Water Magnifies

For looking in windows, rainy nights are the best.

You might think water on a glass pane would obscure the view, but that's just the surface.  Water magnifies what is essential, what is deeper inside -- emotions, sadness.  Rain reveals the exquisite feminine melancholy of a world caught in the continual flux of living and dying.

Besides, I'm much less likely to be seen snooping around a woman's house when everyone else is inside keeping dry.

Victor

Arrested

Being seen is like being arrested, which I know about from experience.

You are identified, finger printed, thrown into the light, mugged by someone else's camera, front and profile -- imprisoned by your own image and the judgments of others -- branded a pervert, and locked up to become everyone's girlfriend.

To be seen is to be fucked.

Victor