The first time I was inspired to start photographing bathrooms was a few years ago on a road trip across the southwest. I set up camp at sunset and went to the showers in the bathroom at a state park. Like many government owned facilities, there were no electric lights in the building, so at that time of day the directional yellow light of the sun pouring through the windows was the only thing I could use to see.

I was kind of taken aback by just how beautiful the beams looked, with bits of dust and desert sand whirling around in them. A place that existed purely for necessity was rendered almost ethereal in the fading dusk.

I did not start this project until over a year later, but it was with that evening in mind and how much of what makes something beautiful is how we look at it, and in what light.