Jack Fox’s work in Apophenia is a delicate, careful, and thoughtful introduction to the universe he wants to create with his photography. The images dance and sparkle along the tightrope of fantasy and reality, offering bright glimpses of a not-so-distant world, one in which excitement, friendship, and curiosity are boundless and enveloping. All made within a year period, across state and country lines, we’re shown fractions of moments— a hug, a climb, a pause, a shout— in their most immediate and vulnerable forms, giving us direct insight into how Fox builds intimacy within his work-- quickly and without looking back. There is an understated duality, as well, because even though most images, at an initial glance, feel beautiful, and in turn, suggestive of hope, there is a deeper yearning threaded throughout. Feelings of uneasiness, uncertainty, something left unfinished, a page left unturned, all live beneath candid portraits, posed compositions, trees and water and fields. That is which to say, whatever answers Fox is searching for with his camera probably have yet to be found. But perhaps that’s the entire point: in spite of everything, how special is it to be able to celebrate what you discover along the way, who you find warmth with in all of the noise, regardless of whatever turns the road brings you down and however long you may have to drive alone for.