new york playtime

by Rachel Lynch in

In the secret laboratory of dreamers, I create photographs that breath blue. I process the french mind under the microscope during the day and play at night. The playground constantly changes, but the game remains the same. The merry-go-round is in perpetual flux but we're always snapping pictures of our same glassy eyes. Rainbow sprinkles on solid bones, I'm taking my white polaroid camera along the candyland board.

photos by: Tim Melideo