In Limbo - RAWFILES

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One of my favourite strange sensations is the feeling of being completely alone in a public place. Perhaps due to my irregular sleep schedules and irreparable sense of direction, I often find myself in that particular context: surrounded by empty chairs, empty vehicles, and empty streets which are conspicuous by their lack of human occupation. In these situations, my first thought (which I often voice aloud) is “There’s nobody here!” Of course, the lack of people in any given place isn’t necessarily interesting; you wouldn’t catch me shouting “There’s nobody here!” in the middle of the Sahara desert or in the back alley behind an H-Mart. What interests me about the places in these photos is that they are usually bustling with activity, whether it be children at a playground, commuters at a bus loop, or seniors lounging in a park. So maybe what I really mean by “There’s nobody here!” is “There’s nobody here right now!” I think that this specificity highlights what makes these moments ex

Share Photos by Matthew Lee. One of my favourite strange sensations is the feeling of being completely alone in a public place. Perhaps due to my irregular sleep schedules and irreparable sense of direction, I often find myself in that particular context: surrounded by empty chairs, empty vehicles, and empty streets which are conspicuous by their lack of human occupation. In these situations, my first thought (which I often voice aloud) is “There’s nobody here!” Of course, the lack of people in any given place isn’t necessarily interesting; you wouldn’t catch me shouting “There’s nobody here!”

In Limbo - RAWFILES

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