About

 

In my mid 20's...

I seriously injured my back. I had to quit a job I loved. And, I spent a lot of the next two years in bed to avoid the pain.  But, there was a silver lining (cue electric harp). Without the comfort of a stable job, I was willing to take risks. After a lot of reflection during bed rest, I decided I might want to be an artist (gasp!). To support my goal, my boyfriend built me a make-shift photography studio in our dining room. On days I felt better, I challenged myself to take unusual photos - of smoke, of old paint, of get-well flowers people had sent me. Shooting was an escape. At this time, I was constantly in and out of the hospital, which made me think about how fragile and beautiful life is. It inspired me to create photos that reflected this impermanence - a celebration and acceptance of life's highs and lows.