The individual and collective memories and displacement is weaved together with photos, texts and quotes.
This is also the story of separation and, connection; memory of the texture and of the ink. This is how I keep places within as I move away - some viewed from far, some very close, some from family photos.

I have had this inevitable fascination for photography since my childhood. I can't say with certainty when I picked up the first camera and captured my first story. The immense mystery of love, joy, heart-breaks; the all-consuming desperation in loss and the dream of fields through open windows - how they all submerge together to form the photo, the photo I ache to capture. A photo that is not a moment, not an individual; it has no beginning, no present, no end. A photo that is life at its unobstructed essence.