Personal Vision

Street Portrait of cabdriver in Havana.

Two friends fishing at sunset.

Dog and owner spending time watching the waves crash in Havana Cuba.

Shot on Cinestill 800 T Film stock

Baby barnacles less than 2 mm long appear as light dots on  rocks and shells and even adult barnacles during early Spring in New England. Once they decide to cement permanently onto a surface, they secrete one of the strongest adhesives in the natural world and attach themselves face down. These creatures emit feathery appendages called cirri, basically feet to rake plankton and microscopic organisms into their shells for sustenance, while cleaning the waters around them. I first noticed these tiny barnacles in tide pools along the shoreline of the Long Island Sound and spent hours fascinated by these sesame seed-like creatures sifting through brightly-colored algae

For spring break, my daughter, two nieces, and I finally experienced the northern lights! Traveling to northern Sweden, we stayed in Abisko National Park in a cabin, hiked everyday, and took an arctic plunge in Lake Torneträsk. Lucky for us, the aurora borealis appeared two of the three nights we were there, providing a spectacular light show.

Stillness isn’t surrender. It’s survival. I’ve grown with the pain. Not around it.

The scars they left never closed. Time just taught them to bleed in silence. 

Holding on to everything that isn't there. 

Perched between presence and absence. 

The weight of everything that could have been. 

Somewhere between why and how.

Everything that isn't there still lingers here.