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On November 18th, 2021, my grandmother passed away after battling Covid 19. This body of work has been an outlet for my grief as well as an exploration of death itself. I hoped to photograph her apartment and her belongings, but a few weeks after her passing everything was gone. The shelves were all empty, the pillows from her bed were removed. What was left was her jewellery, her icons, and a grave to visit. 


Using experimental darkroom techniques, the unexposed parts of photographic paper symbolize the metamorphosis of my grandmother from a being to a memory.  

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