In the months following my parents passing, yet before the sale of my childhood home, I had the perfunctory, yet emotional task of sorting out objects to either keep or let go of.
Each room and each object held memories for me, as if the events of a lifetime could be played out in the holding and observing of each tiny detail. I decided to commemorate those years by photographing myself in each room and documenting several of the objects left behind. The resulting work is a collection of pinhole images describing my experiences of specific places in the house and a close look at objects of particular appeal.
The work has been shown as an installation with the pinhole images printed on six-foot long panels of silk hung from the ceiling.