As a photographer, I photograph what I am attracted to. When I walk the streets of Boston or New York I am automatically inclined to capture the lives of strangers as well as the empty, vast areas which are homes to many and yet appear to be isle of desolation.

Carrying my camera I feel I have a ticket to embrace the world around me and freeze the moments of life which would otherwise pass by. I am overwhelmed by the amounts of loneliness and separation endured by people. Other times, I am consumed by the sense of life and warmth in peoples’faces. My camera is my personal way of reaching out and taking notice of those who seem to be forgotten and glimpsing into places easily dismissed. I use the camera to show the things we sometimes don’t see or we choose to ignore and forget. By creating these permanent images, moments have been frozen in time for us to gaze at in depth and reach into, hopefully pulling something away that we can continuously grasp onto. For me, these people and places are now a part of my own history and when I look back, I often see myself.

Our world changes daily and people strive to keep up with it. We turn to each other for support and guidance, put our faith in icons and symbolism, and still want more, not knowing what we ever really need. We build and construct as well as neglect and destroy. Looking at the world, I see people struggling to find a home, a comfort zone, and a safe horizon. These are the faces and places of our world today. This is the world as I see it.