I remember when I first discovered that I could make something beautiful and amazing just by looking through the tiny frame of my camera’s viewfinder.  Quickly, I realized the power of the photographic image. A photograph renders everything eternal. Moments are never forgotten when they are captured on film and people are never really gone when you can see them in a picture. But at the same time, the image in a photograph is not real or living, but a fragment of reality.  It is a memory of things that used to be.
Through photographs, video, family heirlooms and remnants of collected hair, this work seeks to understand the conflict between remembering the past and hoping for the future.