The camera is a tool for me to mine experience. I can't pinpoint the moment photography stopped being about form, when my concern for perfection dissolved and the image became a form of evidence. I still experience the subtle lure of machine and process, of the perfect reproduction of negative on paper, but it doesn't last.

For the past few years I have used the camera to question my reactions to the world in which I live. And I live in a rather small space, a small home in a small town, a quiet job and a small group of people I call friends and family. I realize that I will never exhaust questions or answers in this small landscape.