I have had a thing for documentation since 2005, the year my little sister Emma was killed in a car accident.
The summer before she died, my parents bought a digital camera. I used it to take videos of my sister and our friends swinging at the park. Or jumping off a dock into the lake at the cottage. Or punching each other in the face with those inflatable boxing gloves called Sock ‘Em Boppers.
I took piles of photos of her that summer and on August 2nd 2005, she died.
Ever since then there’s a been a need inside me. To take photos of all the people I’ve ever loved and love, to write about things they say and what they do. Whether it be through photography, journal or blog entries or scrapbooking, I’ve been experimenting with various mediums forever. 🎨
Good memories
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