I bought a box of out of date Kentmere Photographic Paper on eBay with no idea of how it had been stored. Wherever it was, it must have been quite damp as the paper had stuck together. When separated, each page carried a residue of that contact. Faint impressions, blooms, and scars surfaced across the paper, no two quite the same. Each sheet held a trace of the one that had pressed against it, as if they had been quietly exchanging information in the dark.

The paper proved useless for developing photographs in the darkroom It would not take an image in any conventional sense. But something had already happened to it.

These works are not prints in the usual sense. Nothing has been exposed, developed, or fixed. What is visible is the paper itself, altered by its own conditions of storage. A record of damp, pressure, and time.

The image, if it can be called that, has arrived without intervention.