The winds whipped through the trees, blowing snow sideways. Its icy fingers slapped my face as I looked up, so I trudged on, head down between glances toward my husband and son. I could barely see them ahead of me. With the wind buffeting my back, I exposed a roll of film before retreating to the house. Despite the burdens of the storm, forging the wintry wooded landscape behind our home was deeply gratifying and has become an enduring family memory.

For the past two decades I have photographed such moments in our family’s journey. That blizzard occured during the last winter with a teenager still living at home. This transition has changed our family landscape, drawing my attention to other places near and far. Since 2018, I have been employing the use of diptychs, triptychs and the occasional tetraptych-- a four panel picture-- in my work. These multiple panel presentations create dialogs between space and form, and speak to the passage of time. With these photographs, I am visually exploring memories and myths through landscape. They function as a metaphor for the way my life has converged and then diverged with those of my children, reflecting on the poignant tenor of human solitude through a reverence for our fragile natural world.