Intimacy is when we feel seen and connected with another. It is emotional and vulnerable. Translating that into a single photograph or photo essay involves careful consideration of composition, lighting, body language, and facial expressions. I trust the naked truth of my own feelings. All of my images unveil my own grief, joy, anguish, rage, and hope.
I started teaching myself photography at the end of 2017.
After my grandmother passed around the same time, I was grieving and feeling lost and was searching for a way to stay connected to her. She had always been the artist of the family. Taking photographs, developing film, sewing, laying tile - she did it all. She was a beautiful inspiration to me, artistically and emotionally. In the midst of my heartache and my memories of her, I began to trust in my own vulnerable exposure - because I believe that is the price of authenticity. And that is everything.
Propelled by my love for the interplay between science and art, I am naturally drawn to connecting a visual narrative to the psychological facts and figures that fascinate me. From that perspective, physical touch and emotional intimacy are integral to our emotional as well as our physical well-being. I look for real communion and chemistry between the people I surround myself with personally and those that I photograph. I've learned to trust my eye as an acute translator of all that is important to my creative process - emotion, shadows, sunlight, color, connection, sensation.