These photographs were made during the summer I lived in Banff, Alberta, shortly after my cousin passed away. I turned to the landscape as a way of holding on to moments, to light, and to the often overlooked persistence of life. Photographing has always been, for me, an act of remembrance: a way to slow time and preserve what is still growing and still breathing, even as loss reshapes our experience of the world. The images are less about place than about presence, an attempt to honour impermanence while gently insisting that something endures.

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