I grew up in a small town in Idaho. My grandparents lived on rural a homestead where they managed cabins and kept horses for hunters. I have memories of being a little kid out there- falling off of horses, catching frogs, and hearing coyotes in the distance yipping over the hissing of kerosene lamps.
This series of prints intends to capture the homestead as it occurs to me in memory. Generated from 3D captures, rendered as Gaussian Splats.
2025. 8 16’’ x 24’’ Metallic photo prints mounted on acrylic
The homestead was a five hour drive into the wilderness from the closest town. I learned about the reality of the country life. I witnessed both the beauty of nature, and the harshness of tending to livestock.
I remember skinning dead snakes and hanging the leather out to dry. Finding the bones of the lame horses that had been shot by my grandfather. The night sky lit up with meteros and the wolves howling.
Being the youngest, it was there I confronted the limitations of my physicality. I developed a deep fascination with computers and videogames early in life, which alienated me from the homestead lifestyle. I never felt courageous enough to find myself comfortable in the rough and tumble wilderness.
As my own interested in virtual worlds emerged, I felt growing alienation from my family legacy. Those realities have been separate until now.
I am documenting the history of my father’s and grandparents’ lives on the ranch in a way that fuses our memories into one impression. Their love and attachment to the homestead is combined with my awe and apprehension.