Untitled IV, from We Are Not Home series

Untitled IV, from We Are Not Home series

Copyright 2005 Kerry McFarland
I started noticing that when the sun would go down, little flickers would light up everyone’s windows in their house. I’d be out walking (I lived in the desert and it was too hot to do so earlier), with all the beauty outside surrounding me, and silence; Then these houses…flickering. Every night, after 5, I’d see the same thing. I wouldn’t see people sitting outside enjoying the sunset. I wouldn’t see people gathered around a BBQ, I wouldn’t see people out walking with their lovers, enjoying one another. Shades drawn, little flickers.

I felt the neglect. So much is going on outside, yet many people spend countless hours watching a little box. What about what’s going on right in their own backyard, their family, their city…their country. The complacency is frightening.

That is what this series is about.I started noticing that when the sun would go down, little flickers would light up everyone’s windows in their house. I’d be out walking (I lived in the desert and it was too hot to do so earlier), with all the beauty outside surrounding me, and silence; Then these houses…flickering. Every night, after 5, I’d see the same thing. I wouldn’t see people sitting outside enjoying the sunset. I wouldn’t see people gathered around a BBQ, I wouldn’t see people out walking with their lovers, enjoying one another. Shades drawn, little flickers.

I felt the neglect. So much is going on outside, yet many people spend countless hours watching a little box. What about what’s going on right in their own backyard, their family, their city…their country. The complacency is frightening.

That is what this series is about.