They Greet Me With Goodbye is based in the California landscape, a space where many of my memories have been formed, yet with feeble adherence. Over a period of 10 years, these images have emerged in response to the fallibility of memory, when recognition and detail are mutually exclusive. The photographs in this project are a representation of the distance required for memory to be useful, yet to my traumatized brain, these images manifest with barriers, partitions that reach for certainty but fail to achieve such. They are both whole and fragmented, a representation of completeness that is flawed.

Many of these photographs were taken at my childhood home, documenting activities that have happened with regularity over the past decade: filling the bird bath (For the Birds), inspecting the peach tree (Watching the Curl (Hoping to be Fruitful)), gazing over the yard while soaking in the sun (Wishing You Would Turn). Others are extensions of the experience of home: frequent road trips, visits with friends, or keeping up family traditions from afar (Touch, Fall). The present assures the most clarity, of course, but the further I travel from the moment, the more eager my memories are to greet me with goodbye.