My first photo sculpture creating photograms using emulsion onto fabric.

I have been homesick since I’ve left. I have found myself romanticizing the south so much since i left even though i was so miserable most of the time. I went through my worst traumas there and I left Florida as an attempt to escape that. I’m starting to learn that no matter where I go these memories follow. I’m learning how to cope in a more healthy way now and trying to use this move as an aid for that.

(Second slide): A pillow case with precious items from my bedroom: my favorite pair of underwear, a necklace with my mother’s name and a rosary she gifted to me, a doily from my bedside table, my Sylvester stuffed animal.

(Third Slide): A mini sculpture of multiple wax candles melted on top of each-other. Before bed I always light a candle as I change and brush my hair. It makes me feel safe but since I have trouble sleeping, typically the candles fully melt down before I am ever able to blow them out before bed.

(Fourth Slide): As a kid, I always thought the spanish moss growing from the trees in Florida were the hair of the tree. I loved watching their hair blow in the wind and I have always found comfort in that. I took it for granted my last few years in Florida and now I find myself craving that image again. This Spanish moss was shipped over to me from Florida and I braided it ,like my mother struggled to do throughout my childhood, with a bow tying it together at the end.

I am always thinking of home. I am glad I grew up in a place so powerful that it continues to influence me no matter where I go.