Missing Memories One of the unfortunate realities about the way that I work is that memories don’t always stay with us. Even the memory that we do carry is often only a loose representation of what actually occurred. When I’m out in the wilderness, I try to limit the amount of time I spend taking photos and videos because that process can quickly detract from the experience itself. Being in nature and then later making work about those experiences is a cathartic process and one that is sacred to me. I try not to pollute it. Sometime in the studio, I strain myself trying to recall an event. Most likely one that at the time I was sure that I would never forget. It’s as though the thought exists just across a river that’s too swift and deep to wade across.