Going Back
I visited them regularly as we aged. On those drives to my childhood home—crossing Afton Mountain each time—I started photographing the same scene from the car. This simple, repeated act gave me something to focus on beyond hospital visits and caretaking. The images became a quiet record, holding movement, memory, and the emotional weight of going back.
I made the photographs while driving west on I-64, just as I cross the mountain and begin to descend. The scene centers on a single peak in the first viewshed to the north. I work to align it so it rises slightly above the distant ridge and the two peaks behind it. The foreground is often blurred, sometimes catching the guardrail as it passes. What stays consistent is that peak—what changes is everything else: the light, the season, the time of day, my state of mind. I photographed this view between 2017 and 2024, using various iPhones along the way.