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For eight years I lived at the edge of a small farm, a half hours drive north of Whitehorse, Yukon, along the North Klondike Highway.
I was surrounded by seasonal earth textures, always growing and dying back. I came to see my camera as a sketchbook and realized each image is the first sentence of a conversation.
Layer by layer each final print should hold an impression of all the presences that lie within its creative path