Collection: Photography

Vignettes, glimpses, edges — as I wander around a corner, down the block — I get close, stand up against things. I live and look in a wide range, but I SEE in a narrow range. The imagery I capture takes on new meaning, new perspective. 

A small rusted corner becomes a landscape; a pile of swept pebbles, a monument. I fill my frame with what is in focus, what I can actually see. What happens when we take things out of context, when we shift proportion, perspective, point of view? What happens when we allow the frame to be intimate and unequivocal? My hope is that my very close range becomes a broader view.


For me, it is about how we do or do not come together, what we choose to focus on, what we simply cannot focus on. I wonder how we consider our world, and in what terms we regard wonder. When we are pushed out of a comfort zone, when some things are no longer possible, how do we adapt?


I wonder about the impact of distance on beauty. 


I have come to understand the privilege of all the conjugations of the verb to see, and am learning how seeing leads to revealing. I have come to think of focus as an ever-changing compass and a call for renewed observation — a rethinking of our space and our relationship to place.