Watching my baby grow into a child has been a process full of introspection, bewilderment, loneliness and a window into my past. For as long as I can remember I have had a preoccupation with preserving memories. As a young child, I bought my first camera and shot incessantly without yet realizing the need for film. My photographs come from that long life obsession with lack of memories, the way they get constructed, and forgotten, the veracity and fragility of memory. Through the use of long exposures and pinhole cameras my photographs are an exploration of a time lost and the attempt to reconstruct it.
