I wanted light to be its own character. The golden rays coming through the windows of the house Edward Hopper grew up in are a moment when the domestic surroundings of the artist merge and dissolve into the myriad of moments that make up an artist's influences. Those angles of the light haunted him from childhood, through his adult life, and infused themselves into his work. That distinctive light is still there, not frozen in time, but shining every morning, varying through the seasons and time of day, with all its beauty and inspiration.

Sometimes that's all you see — just light dancing across floors and walls. I love the idea that this is the same light he grew up with. I weave the fox through many shots as a recurring character in my work. I love its symbolic mix of cleverness, mystery, trickery and transformation.

There's this great story about Edward Hopper's wife being the model in all his paintings — maybe from jealousy over nude models. I love this detail, so I deliberately used the same model throughout my series. Some shots directly nod to specific Hopper paintings, while others just breathe in his atmosphere.