I can’t go home, silver gelatin prints

I found the words “I CAN’T GO HOME” on a tombstone in Tonopah, NV. Life often feels like Hell. Like a purgatory state of repeating the same cycles endlessly, every day. This series is my first triptych created in the darkroom, used as a way to access a state that exists between death and life. A place of creation. Where life goes to be reborn. The part of the cycle that does not feel like Hell, but relief, release and knowing.