When I was a kid, my brother took a photo of my mom on Thanksgiving holding the turkey in her lap. The turkey looked delicious, but my mom’s head was completely cut out of the frame. Considered an accident or mistake, the photo didn’t make the family album that year, but was instead stuck casually in the back. As a kid, the photo both frustrated and confused me—why was it kept? As an adult, its accidental mystery and artistic quality intrigued me—what was the expression on her face? Somewhere along the way, I lost it.
This is my nod to that snapshot.
Multiple exposure using Diana F+ and air cable release.