The library and the hardware store, my favorite places since the beginning. Tools of the trade: a camera, the poet's word as my muse and the place where I meet the world that day. These offer a chance to say, forgive me if I forget the wonder that is before me, your gift is just within my reach and I want to take note before it is gone. Looking through the camera offers a focus, time stops and I ask how long has this moment taken to reach me here? Often found in poetry, structure gives the writer a place from which to speak. Working with multiple exposures, abstract concepts and materials at hand bring a sense of structure to how I look at the world. I begin my process by approaching the contents of a given day as a subject rather than an object. As if holding on to a knowing glance, a meeting of sorts takes place and what's before me becomes a considered composition. I am not inventing what my eye has not witnessed but sending a note of appreciation for a fragment of the day. Just as how I sometimes startle when coming upon a line in a poem I have read over and over and don't want to forget.