There is a fancy dress shop on the Hammersmith Road in London owned by two Turkish sisters. You will recognise it by thebig red and white painted type in the window spelling out "THE CARNIVAL STORE".
I used to live nearby, and, when I first stared to take picture I'd go there looking for cloths to photograph people in.
The shop has rail upon rail of things filling it's four rickety floors.
Things which reminds me of other things; Green shoes with up-pointing toes, a dirty piece of tulle dropped by Peter's shadow, the strawhat left by the scarecrow who fell asleep on his way to the Emerald City.
As I'd go about the shop from floor to floor, I'd get lost in my thoughts.
When I think about it, photographs, to be are really a kind of dream state.
It's not about a good dream, or a bad dream.. it's more that your day hazes and your mind dirfts towards only being concerned by your imaginings......
... and, as you tour your imagination you want to photorgraph what you are seeing.. BUT.. the only way you can do this is by BELIEF... really utterly really absolutly really passionately really firmly believing.. you see, you are SO very keen to be able to show what you've seen that somehow it becomes true, and, the picture you end up taking becomes a souvenier, a piece of proof brought back all the way from the daydream.
Tim Walker
London 2008"
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