When I was just a girl...
All I wanted to know was how people think.
I used to imagine climbing into people's brains and just finding a little nook; a corner just to hide in and stay for a while.
I just wanted to listen.
Oh, the treasures that lie in every single mind.
What made you brush your teeth right before you ate that chocolate cake?
Why things that could make me cry, some people find joy in.
Why do you lie?
Why do you compromise?
Why are you sad?
Why are you laughing?
The many whys that have plagued my mind.
And then, one day, I found a camera.
Cameras are such rad little things.
You set the frame, push a little button, It clicks..
And like magic you are frozen.Forever. Frozen.
But what I didn't even realize the first time I made that little button click. You are not only freezing time, but the person, the mind, the memory, the personality.
One day as I was developing one of my many rolls of film, I was thrown for a loop.
Standing in the middle of the photo center at the local convenient store, it all made sense.
Looking into my sister's eyes in that moment I saw every thought she had, every bit of her soul laid bare on this little piece of paper.
All of my questions, This internal battle of my being.
I had the answer the entire time.
That was 20 years ago.
I was just a girl.
I grew, I matured (a little bit), I painted, I danced, I wrote (I write).
All of my artistic vice's brought me back once agian to a camera and a little studio in Dayton, Ohio. My first real job was there. That place was my second home for several years.
My highschool sweetheart and father to my children joined the army.
I followed.
I followed.
I have lived all over the country.
My home is where I lay my head down at night, where I kiss my babies and say my prayers.
My constant is my camera.
Knowing the answer to heal, to learn, to grow, to change.
Just a little box...and a click....
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