-When We Were Young- Before my father left to move to Baltimore to get help with his depression he left me a stack of photos. He said I could have them or not either way he was going to get rid of them. What he left me is the only pictures I have of him, my grandparent and I together.
-My Father’s Name- When I started photographing my father, I hoped that somehow it would help him or me connect or at least make peace with our relationship. I realized that for so many years I wasn’t mad at him I was made at his depression. His problem created a riff between us. In the end the work became a last ditch effort to finally connect. What I learned was that photography cannot solve problems, but simply give evidence to them.
-Self- A full day sitting in front of the camera with just my thoughts. A laser-trigger recorded every move I made.
-Conversations with my Father- More coming soon …
-Everywhere Between You & I- Ever since I was younger my father and I always talked about going on a cross country road trip together. After my father moved from California to Baltimore I realized that this trip would never happen. The following images are a stand in for that trip that never was.