All the Things I Didn't Say

I started on a poetry+photo project years ago to deal with a very deep heartbreak. It took me a long time to finish it, and then over the last couple years I’ve added a few anecdotes along the way as epilogue, but in time I just stopped shooting. Because maybe I was starting to heal. Dunno.

Thing is, some of the best work I’ve ever shot came from this project and the pain I was going through indicates that. So as of this writing, I’m debating about if it should see the light of day. And if so, what should be released. For now, this page is a placeholder and I will add more to it in time.

But it’s incredibly personal and there's content that perhaps should not be available for public consumption because the truths in these images could be painful for some to read. But by making these photos and journalling to reflect on my own pain really helped. Every day it poured out of me so I’m incredibly proud of the work I did and bare no regrets.

I read a quote by galactic goddess Carrie Fisher that really meant something to me at the time (and still does): “take your broken heart, make it into art.”