Lack of everything that’s important. I try to think of the “road.” I can’t. I’m utterly exhausted. I’m only really going because of the weather. The prospect of wind, snow, and my flashes on the beach kept me awake. And also I’m scared of a few days of thinking only about Her, and here I’ll have the Baltic. My Baltic. Instead.
“Swell” is a story of a break-up and of unaccepted loneliness. About going back to the same places and memories that we can’t forget. At first it was supposed to be a documentary project about the Baltic Sea. So a plan was drawn up, the form was thought through, and the places to be visited were marked on the map.
The photographs came about during trips together. The last joint photo was taken a little later—and a portrait on a negative ruined by the lab technician. The project no longer mattered, and the outings to the sea were now only an escape from daily life.
Over a dozen color “postcards” have survived from the first trips. They are the beginning of this story. There is no end yet. We’re about half-way.
Disappearing from the US landscape (for safety reasons): "old fashioned" playgrounds filled with towering metal slides, spine-jarring seesaws, elaborate monkey bars and whirling merry-go-rounds.
For over 18 years, Padilla photographed Julie Baird's complex story of multiple homes, AIDS, drug abuse, abusive relationships, poverty, births, deaths, loss and reunion — she followed Julie from the backstreets of San Francisco to the backwoods of Alaska.
Street photography in Japan, in and around the daily train ride — simply brilliant, like poetry or the heartbeat thrum of a big machine.