During the early part of February 2022 I didn’t even think to create a visual documentation of what was transpiring. The whirlwind that engulfed our lives felt so close, too close, and I was focused on the next moment and how our lives would change.
It was my wife Skylar who brought me back to consciousness and suggested I document the process of her having emergency brain surgery to remove a mass and cyst. Once I snapped out of emergency mode I was able to witness the experience in my most natural way - by creating art. With 48 hours notice our home environment was replaced by a hospital setting. The space, the care, the waiting, the silence.
