After raising children, I was caught up in the emotional distress called empty nest syndrome, which affects many mothers. However, the sense of loss that hit me was so profound I was totally at a loss. During the difficult time I had been through, I began to shoot myself with a camera as if it were the only way to cope with the big empty hole in my heart. I desperately tried to find myself again in there. By looking at myself in those pictures, I contemplated deeply the mother-child relationship.
One day I will find a picture in which I start to move on slowly, to take a step out of a dark room, walking under the sky and further to the town. I have a feeling that taking pictures could free myself from the grief, into a world filled with fresh air. Knowing even the feeling of loss has become a part of who I am today, I start over as a new self.