A Love Contained
Project info

In the summer of 1985, at the age of eight, my mother boarded me onto a plane to London to visit my father. My mother and I had been living in Mission Viejo, California and I had not seen my father in two years. At the end of that summer my father told me that it had been decided that I would be staying with him.
I still live in London and my mother still lives in California. I have only seen her a handful of times since our parting. For the last 29 years of my life my mother has been sending me care packages consisting of typical Iranian dried foods. In 2012 I decided to photograph one such package.