I was born in Boston, Massachusetts and raised in what was once a flourishing shoe town south of the city, named Brockton. It had met its demise long before my arrival. At 5 years of age, I clearly remember looking out the window into my backyard, at the long awaited burst of the eastern spring, and wondering if what I was seeing was what everybody else saw.
I still feel there is a full and simple pleasure in seeing, little moments in the world are illuminated, a gesture is revealed, a simple beauty can take hold. Making photographs as I wander through the world, looking out from within, I delight in the play of light and color which direct my discovery of the world. Spontaneously acknowledging a world that is continually unfolding, my photographs quietly celebrate the grace and rhythm of life.