Ohio
This work is a sentimental expression of the nostalgia I have for my childhood as well as an admission of the remorse I have for moving away. The backdrop is set against a proud cultural landscape built on the value of work, and abruptly abandoned. What remains is a community of memory that is fading with each passing generation.
Every year, I return to visit family, examine the landscape and evaluate what is left, along with what was lost. For those who remain resilient and unwilling, or unable to pull up their roots, the toil of uncertainty displaces the work that was once abundant in this place I still call home.