It has been a year since my Nona passed away. I miss her every day and my last trip to Peru was particularly hard. Hard mainly because I wish I had had more time to address her absence calmly and not rather frantically like I did.
These are some images I have made continuing my series. Still images of her home, except she no longer exists in this space. My family sort of owns the building so her apartment has remained kind of intact. Her absence, however, manifests itself in the details of an otherwise intact space. My aunt Nana has lovingly gone through all of the fascinating belongings and meticulously organized, labeled and assigned everything. So just when everything seems to be the same... its is different: all of the sudden in alphabetical order, or objects organized in a way that a person living with them wouldn't do so, or post-it notes signaling specific destinations for each item.
I had one hour to photograph, and I feel this pictures are not necessarily representative of what I saw... but it is as close as I could get. What I love about this project is that I never have to think about it, I just follow my heart. I go once a year, and I photograph what I see and what catches my eye. The fact that I go back once a year allows for a lot of change to happen, and I can look at things more objectively. The pictures are rather simple and lack a figure... very odd for my work. They help me, however, grief through a picture and allows me to see into the mundane details that mark the life -and departure from it- of a wonderful woman.
(click below for lots of more pictures)