cultivar

In 2006, I began a journey of both discovery and rediscovery in the well-worn ruts between places I went as a child, and became an archaeologist of my own existence, excavating the documents and photographs left behind in a house we moved out of in 1968. Ultimately, this led to a deep photographic investigation of the places between my hometown and the more rural northern California areas to which my family traveled annually in the 70s. The body of work combines my imagery of the region and my father’s work dating back to the 40s.