Familiar Familial Landscape.

Shot over Thanksgiving 2018, these images tell an abstract narrative of familial love, loss and longing. The making of these photographs is a coping mechanism. The camera stands between me and the reality of a holiday season without one of my grandmother's and the memory loss of another. Truth has become a metaphysical ideal and …

We Three.

I had heard this story for the first time while at a church camp with my grandmother when I was nine years old. Since then it has been shared a handful of other times. It gets brought up when the baby pictures come out (which is quite often as I am a very sentimental twenty year …

“Now I lay me down to sleep…”

I have been working on this series for the past couple of weeks.  Again it focuses on my grandmothers.  We had recently sold one of their homes and the second is looking to downsize as well.  I went back into the rooms I once frequented as a child, the beds I'd slept in during overnight …