In 1997, my mother, Mary, was diagnosed with lung cancer. She had one lung removed and was given 3 - 5 years to live. After the surgery, with only one lung functioning, she required supplemental oxygen and was forced to carry a large tank with her throughout her day. My mom’s strength, perseverance and love of life refused to let her diagnosis limit her way of living even while lugging around her tank. She continued to garden and do the other activities she loved.
Knowing my mother’s time was limited, I traveled to Seattle to spend extended time with her. During visits in 1998 and 1999, I made photographs of mom at home with her generous cooperation. She displayed her courage and trust in me by allowing me to document her deteriorating physical condition, all the while maintaining her dignity. Creating these images brought us closer and provided this lasting document of her life and spirit. Looking at these photos again, I see the powerful woman who always supported me and my work, and helped make me the man I am today. Mary passed away on June 15, 2000.