At the start of the pandemic I walked my neighborhood in NorthEast Baltimore for exercise and sanity.  The walks evoked memories from different times in my life. The COVID pandemic began to turn the local, very local, environment into my subject and process of art making. My walks continued to reveal gems – natural and human made.

Through the fall and winter of 2020 I continued the daily walks. Only heavy rain or high winds kept me from walking. I found myself photographically foraging in my neighborhood. The varied and unique garages caught my eye. The garages became symbolic of memories and of the people from my past. Many of the garages are original to the homes and still have the materials used 50-80 years ago to build them. Their age and varying states of decay remind me of the garages from various times in my life.

Starting in fall of 2020 I began producing portraits of the garages, collecting them like mushrooms or insects.   A garage is often a forgotten structure but steadfast and essential in their service to a home. Each of the garages tell a unique story. Through the work I reflect on the visual and symbolic significance of the subjects as they relate to my personal investigation of life and decay and the human experience as realized in health and illness. 

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