What Enters the Field of Vision
Yana Northen • 19 July 2025
A flower from the garden, a memory from the past, a quiet layering of time.
Returning from my trip, the first thing I did was to visit my garden.
What immediately caught my eye was the hydrangea bush we planted eight years ago, when my mother passed away. These flowers — vivid and full of life — always remind me of her.
She was a very bright person. I picked one and brought it inside the house.
Lately, I’ve noticed that different objects keep entering my field of vision. I feel that they reflect my inner state. When I place them on top of my photographs, I’m not just decorating the image — I’m layering one reality over another.
The photograph exists on its own, but the object I add becomes a carrier of emotion, memory, or the feeling I’m experiencing in the moment. It makes the image more personal, more alive.
I think I’ll keep doing this. Maybe it’s my way of understanding myself better?
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