Across the miles
Meet Wendy. She and I are friends. We've never met, never heard each other's voices (although she has heard my songs I've recorded). Wendy lives in Santa Cruz in the States: different time zone, different hemisphere, different seasons. Different camera, sadly; hers is nicer than mine ;)
We connected in an online photography and writing course in 2010, and afterwards completed our first 365 project together along with 60 of our other classmates as a way of staying in touch.
We have walked the twisting path of this 365 together, mostly just the two of us - sharing our images and lives on a daily basis. Wendy was the person who inspired me to pick up the camera each day again: she had already started another 365 and then rather heroically turned her clock back to zero to begin again with me (she was over 100 days in at the time). For anyone who's done it, they'll know what kind of a psychologically thumb-screwing effort that was - I can only applaud.
All in all, we've shared well over 730 days of our lives together, and as it turns out you can get to know someone quite well in that time, despite being half a world away. There has been a lot of friendship, love and support that has flowed across the internet from one to the other.
As our 365 came to a close, we discussed via email how we would end, and decided that a self portrait on the 365th day was the right choice. We both consider them a special kind of torture, but nevertheless on we went. This is Wendy's portrait from her last day, and I wanted to include it here, as I begin again.
She has been my most vocal supporter in preparing for this exhibition, and I thank her immensely for her friendship. She tells me she considered coming over for my opening, and in parallel, I have imagined her being here. It's not to be this time around, but we know we'll meet one day - we're just not sure when or where.
Until we do, here's to my beautiful friend!