A decade-long body of self-portraits made in fields, lakes, studio floors, and fog across the Pacific Northwest and the Hudson Valley. The work began on my twenty-fifth birthday as a way of staying present with myself, and continued for ten years across grief, identity, recovery, and becoming. The camera became both mirror and ritual.

Witness is organized into four chapters — Flesh, Weight, Threshold, Form — each a different way of asking the same questions: what does grief look like when it takes physical form, what happens at the edge of transformation, and what remains when everything else is stripped away.

The work moves from the elemental to the interior: from the body returned to water and soil, to the body finally known from reflection. The images do not narrate a linear recovery. They circle. They return.

Each frame waited for the moment to match it. Some waited years.