My art practice is a way of reflecting and searching. I stop, notice, and document what reminds me of the people I love; things I miss; places I wish I could live–all within a usually vacant landscape. My practice falters on the lines of passively grappling with loss and actively being lost. In this work, I am thinking about loss more fluidly, instead of it being tied to a specific place. It is uprooted, it follows, passing through seasons and states, not just lingering in a singular space. I am also interested in how the act of photographing can be a way of coping with grief. My urge to make images emerges from a fear of forgetting, and a way to battle loss. In this pursuit, my images become repeated phrases, a way to confront the fact that loss is necessary. It inhabits my vision, subconscious, and mind.