I feel like I’m always in a hurry to finish things, but this project has no start and no finish. It began long before I even began my career in photography and will last, long after I am gone. I’ll never grow tired of, or feel rushed by this project, and in that is a great sense of love and of ease. I envision looking back at these photos ten and twenty and more years from now and finding things that look exactly the same, but also marveling at the things that have changed. This project may bring me back to my parent’s small town, the town I spent my junior high and high school years in and that I’ve consistently brought my family home to for the past nine years of motherhood and the past 20 years of my adult life, long after there is reason for me to go. I didn’t love Cheney, Washington as an adolescent, but we’ve made peace over the years and with time and a lot of listening and studying I’ve begun to understand it and the importance of it.
A look back: