These images, made between 2017 and 2024, are part of an ongoing series.
In June of 2017, I left the city for the isolation of our farm in mid-Missouri to care full-time for my partner of 40 years while he dealt with treatments, surgeries, and hospitalizations for cancer, and eventually dialysis.These images arrived from the consequences of a bunch of disparate elements; the emotional duress of the helplessness of watching your partner deal with catastrophic illness; the relics of life found in old barns, discarded nests, end-of-season dying flowers, rotting fruit.Finding the beauty in these images of end-of-life cycles and decay, helped to make sense of the daily intense turmoil. Some things become taboo to discuss. Making these images became a way for me to view my current situation as a rare chance to look at the emotional healing that making pictures had become for me.
