BACK
NOBODY’S HOME (2023), photobook
35mm analog photos, digitally collaged archived family photos
“NOBODY’S HOME” is a reflection that explores the transition from ones teenage years into their young adulthood. Created through a navigation of life seperated from everything you’ve ever known, this photobook was the beginning of a practice that is still recurring in my works in present day.
COLOR
Fruit Fatale (2025), photobook
Made in collaboration with Araina Prescott.
digital photographs, poems, and destroyed fruit
This collaboration was constructed around the relationship between fruit and the female body. Each spread is a set of two photos, one of a bare fem body posing with the food with the other showing the destruction of the same fruit. With freeform poems accompanying each set of photographs, the text connects the fruit being presented with feminine identity using references to mythologies surrounding them, histories of the fruit itsef, and innuendos often associated with the female form.
Waking Silhouettes (2024), photobook
digital photographs, paint marker, archive photographs
Held together by twine, this photobook examines the anxieties and reflections that I couldn’t escape from during my very first international trip I took by myself to Fiji. While there, I had enough time to myself to sit and think for most of the day, leading me to confront some of my relationships and insecurities.
Each spread contains three images; the left page, the right page, and then the written ripples hidden under the right side image that reflects a question I often ask myself about that relationship.
There Used to Be a Pool Here (2023), photobook
digital photographs with archival images
Originally part of a stand-alone photography series, There Used to Be a Pool Here is the very first photobook I ever made, using this new format to navigate grief and the passage of time. My grandmother’s backyard used to have a pool which was often used communally and helped form the strong community in the neigborhood as they all moved in around the same time. My grandfather was a swimmer, and taught us how to swim in that pool. As my grandfather’s health declined and the pool was left unused for a long period of time, they decided to cover it up. Even after my grandfather’s death, this special place still holds the shape of what and who used to be here.