Don't Forget to Wave

Driving along the quiet dirt roads, it’s common that the driver of an approaching car is a distant neighbour or a fellow general store patron. Both cars need to shift closer to the edge of the road to make space for each other, and it’s at this moment that the friendly hand wave is exchanged. The title “Don’t Forget to Wave” is a reference to this endearing custom, and this book is an ode to my aging mother and father and the area they live in. After my dad underwent heart surgery, I became acutely aware of his mortality, which heavily influenced the way I made photographs. I began to see these towns and landscapes differently. I made pictures through the eyes of someone scared to lose the father they loved but thankful he recovered – someone who was coming to terms with death and searching for solace through photographing.