I admire the work of the sculptor John Chamberlain. Although his medium was 3-dimensional metal, I see analogies between my photographs and his work.
In his sculptures, he retrieved and transformed found objects. Where the original leaves off and the artist’s hand begins may not be evident.
They also celebrated the ordinary and the unnoticed. Interestingly, these photographers are just a little older than I am and they were doing their famed work during the first decades of my photography. Maybe there was something in the air.