Geneva 2011

The process of capturing images in time is not only something I enjoy doing but is also conducive to personal therapy. We are all faced with challenges in our lives and it is these very challenges that sadden us, deprive us and yet ultimately strengthen us. We are made to love and fear, laugh and cry, remember and forget but sometimes we do not forget, sometimes we continue through our lives touched and in perpetual remembrance of a particular person. I have spent many days contemplating this particular post and the intrinsic nature of the very photos. At a time where I am utterly suffused with sadness, is there a correct or perhaps more appropriately incorrect manner to deal with matters paradoxical of life.
These photos were taken within the last week over several days spent in Geneva, Switzerland. On the 4th of July, 2011, my beautiful mother tragically passed away. Each of these images were taken in the days following her funeral. They are images I will never forget, they explicitly remind me of the moments shared with my father. They serve for me not only memory of the earliest days of a different life but juxtapose tragedy and loneliness with opportunity and beauty.
In my heart mum, you will live forever…