Hi, my name is James Miille. For those of you who have probably wondered if I’ve accidentally spelled my last name wrong every single time, there are indeed two i’s in a row in “Miille”. The name has a German origin and was initially spelled “Mülle”—then the u with an umlaut got chopped in half and became what it is today. I believe it means mill. Like a windmill or something.

I work at the intersection between the real world and the imagined, between my mind and my experiences, and between dark and light. My perspective of the world started with a sleepy life on a 22-acre olive orchard in California and transitioned into throwing myself into New York City, trying to find which way is up without losing my head. There are lights leading me towards something, and I only hope they're leading me in the right direction.

When I was a kid, I used to always draw these different worlds, much like my photography today—absorbing the world around me, processing it through my brain, and creating something new. When I moved to New York City in 2013, I grew up very quickly–perhaps a little too quickly. Through these images I make, I seek to bring my childhood back to life while also exploring what it means to be an adult. Along the way, I’ve learned that the world isn’t exactly what I’ve expected it to be. Although my artwork doesn’t magically make any problems go away, it’s taught me to make my future stronger.