One Last Road Trip is my first documented project that honors my late father’s gift to me.
I miss him every day
As we approach 1 million deaths from Covid in our country, we are all challenged with finding ways to process our grief. In 2019 I lost my father and decided to take his ashes on one last road trip. Or, at least, that was my plan, but I then decided to include him in every trip I’ve taken since. The photographs I am taking are my way of thanking him for giving me my eye for photography. Going on these road trips is a memorial to him in appreciation of the ever-changing landscapes. This collection features my infrared images. They illustrate an alternate world, almost a dreamlike state that feels three-dimensional.
I went out into the world with an open but broken, heart looking to find peace in Mother Nature’s arms. I’ve found her to be a great place to recharge my soul in the past. As I took him on every trip with me, and as I snapped these photographs, he was always in my thoughts.
