Brugmansia blossoms face the ground rather than the sky, a commotion of silent bells. Shamans in South America use them to speak with the dead. In her own way, fine art photographer, Willie Anne Wright, does, too. Like any good conjuror, she's always open to new talismans. A few years ago, a friend gave her a potted Brugmansia.
In the series spawned by the flower, she went back to the beginnings of photography and created photograms. Placing cut blossoms and the images she wants to call home in full sun, she waits. The silent brugs trumpet. And soon enough, the phantoms come.
