My obsession to document my daughter Appaloosa’s childhood is initially linked to the lack of imagery made of me in my own. I have no memory of my parents taking photos of me, but when I found one of the few photos that did exist, it made me feel that I existed too, it validated me. It also made me anxious; I wondered why there was so little effort made to record me.
Primarily, my project is a running record of my daughter growing up.
I'm capturing her moments of imagination, boredom and feminine providence as they unfold. I shoot with the intimacy of a single mother, and the urgency of middle age, since my relationship with mortality, the passage of time and the inevitability of loss is more pronounced.
My daughter is mixed race. Her childhood unfurls in the tight spaces that city living demands. Because childhood reverie is typically expressed as grounded in nature, sun-kissed, barefooted and blonde, I wonder how her confidence, and sense of validation in the world is affected when her narrative goes unseen.
This project is ongoing.