I wonder sometimes why an action in the present doesn't hold the same emotional weight as remembering it. I frequently assign too much credit to the present and gradually realized the best times of my life will always be in the past. The uncertainty of growing up is something I struggle with. My friends share similar experiences. I find solace in looking back and appreciating the years, as they’ve flown by, with my friends. My friends have always been willing subjects for me to photograph. There has been an awareness, although I’m taking an image in the moment, I’m also documenting our past selfs. This reinforces the intensity of the relationship I share with them. The memories I make represent brief experience but the photographs hold endless sentimental value.
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