My dear mother leaving her home of 30 years for the last time  with white hair sitting in a wheelchair facing a door in a room. The room has a wall decorated with various framed pictures and a window with curtains.

Lighting Shadows of the Human Heart
Documenting everyday human presence with dignity and care.

Lighting Shadows of the Human Heart
Documenting everyday human presence with dignity and care.

From the Archive

Current work documenting everyday human presence.

Then — Images from earlier chapters that continue to speak.
Now — Ongoing work created in present light.

This is a living archive.

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This project continues through those who believe in preserving honest human documentation.