My Brother's Garage, 2018

Everywhere I looked there was something started, but then abandoned. Neglected, covered in dust and cobwebs. I can only imagine his initial intentions and hopes, and only guess when, or why they fell apart. I found objects in these piles that belonged to me as kid. Perhaps quietly rescued from forgotten piles of my own. I'm left wondering if he to felt forgotten, and eventually decided no rescue was coming. 6000x4000
 Leica Q (Type 116), 28mm f/4 — 
My brother's suicide. The Tōhoku earthquake. Seemingly unrelated events which had a significant impact on my life. Abrupt devastation. Unanswerable questions.
Unfinished projects.