I'm a pack-rat and photography is my suitcase. I live in a house that has been in my family for almost a hundred years.
My grandparents were married in the living room. My great aunt was married in the backyard.
This Victorian home has inspired much of my personal work. It is a museum, a laboratory, a studio,
to explore family history and memory.

Photography is a memory of things forgotten or never known; a second-chance to look deeper into moments passed by.
It captures the past, a cloud, a corner, a reflection, a loved ones' glance.

By taking the photography out of the frame, and engaging it in various forms, I have embraced installation as an alternative means
of displaying and employing photography. Pasted on the bottom of whiskey glasses, ashtrays, embedded inside paper,
decorating painted cardboard boxes, intermixed with recycled materials, slide projections, vintage and natural objects.
These are a few of the transformations my photography has taken.

Yet, the individual images have the power to live on their own; powered by shadow and light, color and form. Each project is its own creature, with a DNA that ultimately dictates its final form.

Milwaukee, Wisconsin
April 2009