Over the summer and the previous year I found it difficult to find time to paint. I was in between two places four hours apart, living in the city and in the woods. I gravitated towards photography to capture both places, because it was instant. I saw an image, I shot it, I had it. A deliberate precision that I’ve never experienced while painting. The largest difference became apparent when my dog passed ; I had hundreds of photos of her and no longer could take any, but I could keep painting her from memory. I didn’t include her image in this series, but she will always be close. This series depicts my family now, without her. This series depicts the places we’ve been, without her. Sometimes it’s what’s not pictured that has the hardest hit on your memories.