Home seems to have a lovely way of reminding me of what it’s like to not be home. Grateful for the places i’ve been, i promise i’m going back every day somehow.

Digital media series; a tribute to my travels

in this series, i move between southern california to austrian ski towns and honolulu’s shore, from loud, bustling cities to the low rumble of crashing waves on australian beaches. my house is pretty quiet. the bus drives past and a stream of keyboard clicks are heard throughout the day. and i know that these places are quieter now too. but, thankfully, in this quietness, i can hear how they were.

35mm film + graphics