I don’t think any two humans will ever feel the same thing at the same time.  But to make people feel something—that is my goal. In a constant struggle to describe particular emotions, I realized it is nearly impossible for me. And to say people don’t understand is all wrong.  We all know something different.  What I consider bliss, someone else may consider misery. I choose to feel each emotion fully, whether there is a good or bad connotation attached to it.  Then rather than express it through the words used to describe those emotions, I use already existing images. They are always from places and times I have never been, with colors that evoke nostalgia for something I don’t actually know.  This is the only way I’ve learned how to explore, reflect upon, and share my experiences. Then I attempt to make others feel what I felt at that given point in time.  Combining images that existed long before I did, but not together until I put them there, can make the past feel present.  And by taking photos of places from my past, which I often purposely visit alone, I’m attempting to take those in the present back there with me metaphysically.          

      Somebody who wakes at dawn goes about their day seeing a different sky then somebody who closes their eyes at dawn.  Although we all live under the same sky, there are so many realities beneath it.  The sun hits our bedrooms, our worlds, so differently, that we may never know the same reality.  I just want to produce some sort of feeling  that maybe, we can.