Ideal Moments.

Some of the images are soft, feminine, intimate. Others are pulled back, harshly lit, topographic. Both approaches are accurate depictions of this desolate space. Ten years later I am attempting to understand by existing within a plot of land not intended for me. There is a generational lapse within this chain link fence of fathers …

While He Foraged.

I spent a lot of my summer with my dad in the junkyard. I needed a new driver's side mirror, battery and windshield for my van and he wanted bucket seats for his chevy and a rusted out lawnmower for yard art. We managed to scavenge all of the items on our list plus $4.72 …

Standard, December 26th.

America Standard, December 26th, 3:15 PM. It has been a little over a month since I was last here; the 11th anniversary of Standard's shutdown has silently come and gone and little has changed. It is warm today and, although I feel feverish, I know that these sunny Ohio days are rarest in December. My …

This Place.

America Standard, November 23rd, 2:45 PM. It is cold, not see your breath cold, but chilly nonetheless. I wear my late Uncle Larry's Army jacket and my father is in a brown pullover and jeans. It is the first time he's been back to the plant since it's closing over a decade ago in 2007. …

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 …

Classics and Cruisers.

Every year, since its beginning in 2001, we have attended the Wyandot Classics and Cruisers cruise-in for my fathers birthday. For awhile we drove our '78 Scottsdale, then, once I convinced him it was time to resurrect it, the '55. To understand a bit about the importance of this particular vehicle to my relationship with …

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 …

Hoping For the Best.

I will be the first to tell you that every single stereotypical thing you've ever heard about people in the country driving around aimlessly for fun is true.  I love driving; it's small-town americas pastime. I grew up in a large family full of men who love cars.  Almost every single story my father, or …

Five Thirteen South Sycamore Avenue.

When I was four years old I looked up at my father and said, "Sycamore Ohio is Heaven on Earth." I think that we all have a desire to go back and record where we come from.  This is something I've always done in a more abstract way, however, the older I get and the …