Experiences happen in a blink of an eye, yet the feeling of what happened persists, acting as an undercurrent, feeding a perceived reality.
I add and subtract, rearranging my viewpoint, trying to find the one translation, the one true combination that will explain why I am the way that I am.
The photographs present a constructed moment in a fashion similar to an abstract painting, the mind has the time and the quiet space needed to learn to live with confusion and uncertainty.
Memories, feelings, and facts from a narrative degrade over time — transforming into something other than what happened.
I Put On My Rib And Collarbone
We repress feelings of past (traumatic) events, putting them aside to go on with our lives.
What I Haven’t Told You
How others perceive us unknowingly causes us to judge ourselves. This series shows the disagreements between our emotions and the paradox as it appropriates the figure.
Some Things I Can’t Explain
In the midst of life-changing events, questions inevitably arise. These inquiries reflect a sense of disconnection from oneself and one’s environment.