Reflections From The Shadows

Garden Path Ascends the Home

I began photographing reflections around my house and garden while I was recovering from several illnesses and a serious car accident. My dark nightmares tormented me and I felt as if I was constantly searching for clarity and understanding. Reality did not always seem clear to me. I often felt that when I awoke, that I had died and I was haunting my own house and family. I would wake up, lay in bed and try to remember who and where I was. Silent, afraid to share too much.

The Garden Blooming
in the Dinning Room.

Swimming Pool in
the Living Room

Vizcaya Window – Miami, Florida

Morning Nap on the Veranda

I find the photographs very comforting because they confirm the reality of my strange sense of daily life that I was experiencing and I feel reassured that my recovery was not just a dream. I can see both worlds now with clarity and compassion and I have also overcome my sense of loss.

Morning Nap on the Veranda

I find the photographs very comforting because they confirm the reality of my strange sense of daily life that I was experiencing and I feel reassured that my recovery was not just a dream. I can see both worlds now with clarity and compassion and I have also overcome my sense of loss.

These photographs of reflections convey my way of experiencing life at that time. The mixture of the garden blooming and flowing into the house;

It is sometimes hard to imagine where the inside and the outside meet. The photographs make sense to me and their composition is a metaphor for the way my my brain was functioning. My daily life was like an erratic maze, and my memory was a dynamic and confused energy – constantly searching.

Self Portrait in Bathtub

Boat Museum, Barcelona, Spain

The Window in the Garden, Miami, Florida