2021 - 2022

When my brother and I were young, our mother would say she loved us "bunches and bunches, as big as the sky." This phrase stayed with me throughout my life, but it wasn't until she passed away that I truly understood its significance. Just before her surgery, my mother gave me a camera that she had carried with her since she was young. Despite our closeness, I never knew about this part of her life. With her camera in hand, I began navigating a stream of consciousness around the places, people, and emotions I found myself surrounded by. Her camera became a tool for me to navigate my grief and reflect on the spiritual absence in my family following her death. Since its origins, this series has become a personal and emotional exploration of loss, memory and identity, and is my way of holding onto her memory and the shared passion we had for photography.