Through My Eyes
Through My Eyes is an exploration of memory, identity, and resilience. I confront the complexities of my past, weaving together archival childhood photographs and new images that reveal the resilience of my current identity.
Smiles captured in old photos may suggest happiness, yet they mask the pain and struggles I endured—hidden stories of harm, rejection, and survival. New photographs reflect growth and transformation, creating a space for reflection, understanding, and ultimately, healing.
This project particularly examines the emotional and physical scars left by my upbringing, including the silent battles of concealing my identity. Growing up, I navigated the fear of being seen and suppressing my truth while facing bullying and isolation. This body of work is not just about pain, it is about resilience, transformation, and the power of self-discovery.
Drenched In Silence
During my most challenging moments, I recognized the importance ofself-protection and self-care. But there were times when the pain was so overwhelming that I longed for the comfort of a warm bath or shower. But when it hurt too much to even undress, I would step in fully clothed, letting the water wash over me as I sat there, lost in my thoughts—trying to soothe both my body and my mind.
Please Don’t
As a child growing up, I should have never had to experience harm
from a sibling. But unfortunately I did and that will forver haunt me.
Drenched In Silence
During my most challenging moments, I recognized the importance ofself-protection and self-care. But there were times when the pain was so overwhelming that I longed for the comfort of a warm bath or shower. But when it hurt too much to even undress, I would step in fully clothed, letting the water wash over me as I sat there, lost in my thoughts—trying to soothe both my body and my mind.
Drenched In Silence
During my most challenging moments, I recognized the importance ofself-protection and self-care. But there were times when the pain was so overwhelming that I longed for the comfort of a warm bath or shower. But when it hurt too much to even undress, I would step in fully clothed, letting the water wash over me as I sat there, lost in my thoughts—trying to soothe both my body and my mind.