NICK TURPIN

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Youth

My son Etienne plays with a sailing boat that I had when I was his age; he sets the rudder, sets the sails and pushes it out onto the lake near our house to watch it take its course. Once it leaves his hand, its direction is set; it’s on its own against the wind and eddies. I recall my late teens as a time of great passion, experimentation, debate, first sex, first drugs, trying on different personas for size until one fitted. Each generation faces its own fears; my mother brought me up during the cold war with the fear of nuclear Armageddon, and I in turn raise my beloved son under the shadow of environmental disaster. These pictures are about that time when you are deciding who you are going to be and what you are going to think. They are portraits of people in a state of change, about to set their rudders, set their sails and go.