This plate belongs to Pictorial Whispers, my ongoing body of work using flowers, natural light, a vintage window, and 19th-century photographic processes to speak about grief, memory, endurance, and healing.
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What the Vessels Remember – Pictorial Whispers 2026 Plate 6
This plate belongs to Pictorial Whispers, my ongoing body of work using flowers, natural light, a vintage window, and 19th-century photographic processes to speak about grief, memory, endurance, and healing.
New Behind The Scenes Video for Pictorial Whispers Plate 4
This plate belongs to Pictorial Whispers, my ongoing body of work using flowers, natural light, a vintage window, and 19th-century photographic processes to speak about grief, memory, endurance, and healing.
Where the Flowers Were – Pictorial Whispers 2026 Plate 5
This plate belongs to Pictorial Whispers, my ongoing body of work using flowers, natural light, a vintage window, and 19th-century photographic processes to speak about grief, memory, endurance, and healing.
A Page Left Open – Pictorial Whispers 2026 Plate 4
This plate belongs to Pictorial Whispers, my ongoing body of work using flowers, natural light, a vintage window, and 19th-century photographic processes to speak about grief, memory, endurance, and healing.
Waiting at the Threshold – Pictorial Whispers 2026 Plate 3
This plate belongs to Pictorial Whispers, my ongoing body of work using flowers, natural light, a vintage window, and 19th-century photographic processes to speak about grief, memory, endurance, and healing.
Standing in the Shadows – Pictorial Whispers 2026 Plate 2
This plate belongs to Pictorial Whispers, my ongoing body of work using flowers, natural light, a vintage window, and 19th-century photographic processes to speak about grief, memory, endurance, and healing.
Learning to Breathe in the Dark Pictorial Whispers 2026 Plate 1
Pictorial Whispers is my ongoing body of work made with fully handmade 1840s calotype paper negatives. I work at the same old window in my Ozarks studio, using only natural light, as a way to stay present with the loss of my youngest daughter and to write honestly about grief, fear, and endurance so people who are hurting feel less alone.
Why My Art Starts With Grief and Ends With Endurance
Most people meet my artwork first. They see a quiet scene, soft tones, and a sense of stillness. What they don’t see right away is the reason it exists at all.
Pictorial Whispers was born from a loss I could not fix or outthink: the death of my youngest daughter, Abby. Grief didn’t arrive as a single event. It came as a long, uneven road that still continues. My work is not an escape from that road. It is the way I walk it.
A Typical Day for a Calotypist – Acidifying and Iodizing Papers
I make fully handmade 1840s Adamson-era calotype paper negatives and ammonio-nitrate of silver (ANS) salt prints at a single vintage window, using only natural light and 19th-century chemistry to speak about grief and endurance. A typical day for me involves one of two paths. I am either in prep mode or production mode. Today, IContinue reading “A Typical Day for a Calotypist – Acidifying and Iodizing Papers”