For 10 years I photographed confessionals around the United States.
Confessionals are quiet and dark but have traces of voices and light. Past penitents leave scratches and marks on the floor and walls, their words left behind in the darkness. Confessionals hold the memory of past presences – they are haunted by layers of invisible secrets.
I photographed these spaces with only available light and a large format camera. During the long exposures, the camera would stand where the penitent would kneel, inside the confessional, waiting up to 40 minutes. The film absorbed the darkness and also maybe some of the secrets left behind.