My work is a fusion of things I would like to see, things I wish I could find in reality, and a visual scrapbook of places I’ve been.
I grew up working for a portrait photographer in Las Vegas, NV. As a female photographer, and one who wasn’t really interested in photographing people, I used to feel trapped by the every changing set of standards other people dictated to me. I also felt more inspired and drawn to surrealist imagery and wondered how I could use photography to tell dream-like stories.
There is a self-consciousness you find in the world of photography. Maybe it’s because the medium was so late to the art party, or maybe it’s because it makes people more comfortable to issue a set of rules on what makes photography art. You see this attitude in everything from posts with the #nofilter tag (when was the last time you saw a portrait tagged #noacrylics?), someone trying to sell you a $10,000.00 lens, or overhearing a fellow photographer declaring they dislike digital photography because they get their photos correct the first time.
I used to feel trapped by the ever changing set of standards other people dictated to me. And then I made myself a promise: I’d use whatever means necessary to get what was in my brain onto the final product. No excuses. No restrictions. Anyone collecting my work knows they’re getting my genuine self, translated into art.
Each image I produce contains real photographs I have captured, blended into dreamscapes and memories. It is my hope that those who view my work can find their own connection between dreaming and waking, desire and memory, and dark and light.