Judith Jones

Night Windows

My interest in urban photography has focused on examining spaces at twilight.

This ‘blue hour’ takes us through the transition between day and night with an uncanny sense of unease.
The interiors of buildings come alive as we retreat inside our dwellings; the border between night and day is as tangible as the visible hints of the lived spaces within the borders of our homes.

Documenting this fragile time frame presents the urban space as a magical one that at once intrigues and fascinates me.
It invites us to imagine those lives that are partially hidden and construct a fantasy of the space we are viewing.

The boundary of the home may serve not only as a canvas to exhibit or flaunt residents’ identities but also function as a boundary to the outside world. What goes on beyond this boundary is usually private. It also becomes a barrier for those inside to the outside rather than merely a barrier from those outside looking inside.

In some of my images the viewer may build up a narrative of those inside feeling warm and comforted by their surroundings. The viewer may be wrong as we can only see hints of the life on the inside. We cannot step within the boundary.

In his book ‘The Poetics of Space’ the philosopher Gaston Bachelard discusses the dialectics of outside and inside, he begins by discussing if there is a strong barrier between the two or whether the outside & inside acts like circles that overlap. He puts forward the consideration that the border between inside & outside is fragile & that 'intimate space can lose its clarity, while exterior space loses its void'. (P. 218) Bachelard was not speaking merely about the physicality of our dwellings but of our minds & of our 'being'.

For me this can translate into or onto our dwellings.

I aim to question how or if we can place our identity on the outside, (of our dwellings) as we do on the outside of our bodies for example by our clothes or mannerisms. Are new urban spaces blank canvases for us to dress? Or do codes, rules or the style in which new urban spaces are organized restrict us from projecting our identities upon the facades of new builds?

I would suggest that the colours of our curtains and blinds, the way we choose to decorate our windows tells the viewer from the outside looking in something about who we are.

Many of my images show at least hints or glimpses of the residents’ personal identities. I want people to look at my work and question this dialectic between the outside and inside.

Night Windows - Bungalows
I’ve recently become interested in bungalows. Questioning whether these low density homes give rise to another sort of identity. And will bungalows eventually disappear?