Moving can be one of the most stressful times in a person's life. I moved for the first time in my life when I was seven, then for the second time when I was twenty-two. The second time moving for me marked an eventful stage in my life, I was going to be on my own, I was growing up. I moved from a quiet house on the top of a mountain to a small apartment in the middle of a noisy city. With this major move in my life, came repressed anxiety and depression. Going back recently to my mothers' house, I found that my room was now the guest room, and that I had lost a space that used to be mine in her home. My photographs were made with a homemade pinhole camera made out of an old suitcase I found in my basement. With these photographs I wanted to capture my thoughts and feelings about my experiences and share them.
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