after losing my father to addiction at age 7, i’ve moved through most of my life aware of death’s ever-impending presence. we’ve been together for 21 years. it’s rsvp-ed to every birthday dinner, it’s attended my first gallery opening, it’s sat next to me on the plane, it’s the third wheel in all of my relationships. it’s shown me pain, anger, longing—but every so often, it chooses to show me comfort.

we call them fairy lights. surprise little rainbows dancing through the room. lifting the veil between our world, and their world for just a few magical seconds. with these works, i hope to capture the solace of those moments. the moments we feel not death’s presence—but the love of people we have lost.