Compelled by a lingering sense of loss I photograph the physical remains of time – impressions made on the walls of our homes, an abandoned house claimed by nature, and landscapes stripped bare.  These are evidence of the lives we lived, and lost, the cycle of change which pushes some ahead while leaving others behind.

I am drawn to the eerie stillness of life.  I live in this dichotomy – in any moment feeling both empty and suffocated.  There are both dense and barren landscapes, homes cluttered and empty, stuck in a state of limbo.  I revisit these places, forgotten by society, because the physical traces remain.