At the edge of a lake, with a sheer scrap of fabric from my mother's linen closet - I began a visual exploration of what it means to be alive, facing the realities of death. In declining health, I knew my parents didn't have long to live. I desperately wanted a deeper understanding of the mysterious spirit that ties us to our ancestors and provides the experience of enduring connection.  

Within a few moments of cultivating presence with open curiosity, the wind sculpted my fabric and water reflected the sky's blue - I felt like I had entered into a dialog with Mother Nature herself. The conversation continued as I created images that merged ancestral objects with elements in nature to reveal visual imprints that embody my understanding and felt-sense of connection, absent of time and space.