When cashiers ask me how I’m doing, I want to answer with the truth. A lot can happen in the moment between a question and answer. I frequently have to force myself to respond with the expected small talk. It shouldn’t be any wonder that when asked to share about myself for my website, it got complicated. I scoured the internet, reading “about me” pages but was left more confused than before. My favorite, however, are by far the random, quippy facts that people share about themselves. By the way, have I mentioned what tricks my dog can do? How about the time I unintentionally planted an opium poppy garden in my front yard? Oh, and I’m blind in one eye. I could go on, but here’s my absolute best attempt at giving you a glance, while holding back for the sake of diplomacy.
I have a profound desire for intimacy along with an equally strong urge to remain 15 paces away. The camera acts as a one-way glass; dually concealing and revealing. I take photos to bond people to shared and truthful moments. I was here. I saw you. We were not alone.
My current work is drawn from my desire to slow, even pause, the speed with which life passes. I want to show the pride and power in the difficult moments, the loss and betrayal of the seemingly easy ones, and the coming of age, with all its ephemeral exquisiteness – the loneliness, the heartbreak, the unmatchable naivety. These are the objects of my affection. With all I am, I try in vain to store the magic of the fleeting reality in these flashes of our shared existence.
I am a truth seeker, a beauty hunter, a mother, a friend, an artist.