For many of us there exists a moment or place or person that projectiles us both deeper into ourselves and closer to the reality of how we desire to interact with the world. In a three month long trip visiting various villages and cities in Bangladesh and India, weaving throughout the constant movement, danger, smells, colors, customs, I turned to my camera to bring me closer to a people I felt so far from.

Not only did this place and these people quickly become absorbed into my heart, they proceeded to destroy my beliefs and my perception of who I was and wanted to be. I could capture their faces, their culture, and their stories through my images, but they had a profound and unseen way of capturing me. I left transformed, and ultimately in love with the tool of the camera, convinced of its ability to share voices, to recollect stories and the power of a moment, to create connection where cultural and langue barriers exist. This is where my commitment to documentation began and always comes back to. This place is a reminder that there can never be neutrality in my work, there will always be an intimate pull and internal response towards what is on the other side of the lens.