...For my 4th year major thesis I created a book, which culls material from old family photo albums, my own childhood albums, images shot in Hong Kong and Taiwan, and nature photographs taken in my neighbourhood. Rather than documenting my experiences explicitly, I wanted to evoke feelings and draw the viewer into my world. The photographs are windows into my mind and heart; the words a conversation I wish to have with whoever will listen. The following is taken from the preface of the book:

...I could write pages trying define what this is about, but I doubt I'd succeed in pinning it down. If I were to try, I'd say this is about my interior life. It's about the love I have for people, and the loss I feel like a weight in my gut. I question what love is, and why we love the people we do. For me, love is intimately tied to loss. And loss could be connections that were never made, or it could be something dear to me that I no longer recognize. Throughout this, I am struggling to see - I'm struggling to have faith. This is a door into something very personal. But I don't consider it private, necessarily. I want to express this, and imagine that someone out there will find resonance with my words and images. Although this book is about loss, it is not tragic. There's something precious in all of this. I sense that there is meaning at the centre, although I don't see it. But the sense is enough to keep me afloat.

April 2006