I sit here, in isolation, contemplating my mortality at a time when there is a pandemic. This work lives in a box in the attic, where a young boy wanders in and discovers it. He opens the box and sees a world he hasn't experienced. He imagines the person who made these photos, and wonders if, he too, can open that door of his own open road some day.

The baby will grow up in a rural area where one looks at the world differently from a big city. It is an uncertain time. The project is a scrapbook of a life lived in black and white.

This portfolio is intended to explore the real, recreated and imagined connection I have through landscape, objects, animals and years spent on the road. They are aimed at discovery, while offering the freedom to question and explore. The photographs examine scale, and the small role we play in our respective environment; light, and where it can inspire introspection; texture, and how touch can induce wonder. Using black and white gives a sense of time to the work. My imagined interpretation pays homage to where I’ve been and where I am today.

The photographs, therefore, are a circle, and somewhat of a bio. Some are old, some are recent, and all have been reprocessed, made B & W, scratched and reworked. The experiences and the perception of how I have been shaped, is a tale of what made me an artist, more interested in moving around, being female, facing risk, and how the contemporary world is more focused on anxiety, and the limitations we face in society today.