We went down to the river and baptized one another in the name of art, of photography and of those who came before us. On a brisk Sunday afternoon, late October, we became the film: encased in darkness, exposed to light for the briefest of moments, back into the darkness to be washed before permanently entering the light. Film development is incredibly ritualistic, a baptism of silver. This is our nod to our medium; we honor it by becoming it. Like a painter relies on oils and a sculptor clay, a photographer is dependent on darkness and water. We are alchemists, stealing moments, creating something from nothing but light.

We are women. We are artists. We are the film.

In collaboration with The Honeybee Squad.