My Own Reality.

Because Santa Clause answered my pleas and gave me a disposable camera for Christmas when I was four, I have been gifted with the amazing opportunity to curate my life. This is the ultimate power of the photographer, the ability to choose what we want others to see. In this crazily fast-paced social media driven world, it …

I Want to Run.

I never wanted to run away as a kid, I guess this is how you know that you had a wonderful childhood, wonderful parents, wonderful family, wonderful friends in a wonderful little town quietly tucked away from the rest of the not so wonderful world. I was fed, I was clothed (not without a fight …

Twenty-Five Times I Felt Something.

My photographs are primarily inspired by my childhood, whether that be specific memories or overarching themes/feelings. I make as a way to process the past, it is a compulsion to remember and have a record of everything. Much of my work explores ways of documenting that which has already happened. With each passing year, I am …

Weeds.

Fistfuls of dandelions hand delivered to a mother who refused to tell me they were weeds. On hands and knees we ate the grass, slicing our tongues in a world of pretend.

Vacationland I.

First I made the "pretty" work, The Seventh Day and My Sycamore, then I graduated and life became "real". I was terrified of growing up, fearful of leaving and scared of staying put. It was with this heavy heart that I drove to Maine. There I discovered a newfound honesty within myself, a different aesthetic centered around …

Within Journeys.

I am in the process of making the most honest work thus far in my career. Today was the first time it has been critiqued by eyes other than my own. Four different people, four different opinions, yet one word came up multiple times: loneliness. I hadn't viewed Vacationland as lonely work up until this …

Romanticized by Nostalgia.

  Maine made me brave (throwing me behind the wheel, alone, to drive twenty hours across the country). Maine made me embrace my failures (leading me to an entirely new aesthetic). Maine changed me (giving me a new way of making that I am desperately trying to keep). I came to realize while there that the only …

134.

This photograph is one of those pieces of art that means far more to the artist than it possibly could to anyone else. It holds such a huge part of the past four, nearly five, years of my life, beginning with my decision to head off to college end of summer 2012. Currently it is my desktop picture and upon …

My First Story.

This is my first story. I was the first and I was the only and like all first time mothers, mine was unaware of what she had signed up for. Mick Jagger was born on July 26th, I was not. My due date was the 15th of July, my mother wanted to pop me out on …