Anchors, 1988 Photomural Prints 36” x 120” ea.
Everything changed when my mother was diagnosed with cancer. I started looking back for fear of looking forward. And when she asked, I began photographing my mother’s process of navigating alternative healing methods (including fire walking and the harvesting of monoclonal antibodies). The exchange called for reflecting on our relationship as well as our mutual fear of death. Even in her process of healing, there was a feeling of loss. The scroll-like panels now linger as imprints, confirmation of a period in our relationship, in our shared lives, that has been but is no longer.