Without Words is a visceral and subconscious way back to the self through nature. Unable to articulate my personal struggle with depression these images bring visibility to my feelings of vulnerability, fear, and isolation. These are moments manifested from my psyche, disembodied from my day to day existence.
The spark for this series came from an illuminating moment in Savannah when I found myself alone in the humid night air. I walked to the railing of the deck and looked out to see my body face down in the pool below. I didn’t know it then, but the feeling of detachment in that moment would follow me through the next few years.
Nature, in its complexity, its sense of survival, and its inherent beauty, helped me return back to my body. When I dug into the earth, felt the sea and the wind, and connected to the essence of self, I found a way back home.