Nothing ever really disappears. It just stops speaking. And sits in the silence. Waiting to be witnessed.
I am a photographer shaped by disappearance.
In 2023 and 2024, my wife and I lost two sons. This work, Everything That Isn’t There, began in that aftermath, not to document grief, but to build a space where grief could live without being resolved.
These photographs are symptoms. They embrace collapse, blur, silence, and partial presence, not as effects, but as emotional states.
I use a mix of vintage and modern lenses with in-camera distortion to mimic the disorientation that followed: time folding, the body fading, and rebirth. I am both subject and absence in this work.
I appear and vanish. I stage no catharsis. This is not a healing arc, it’s a ritual loop. A photo essay of return.
I make this work not to explain what grief feels like, but to give it form, to hold space for what can’t be said and what isn’t there.
This is where my grief lives.
