In December 2016, my mom got ankle surgery
I stayed with her for three weeks while she recovered. We made a project out of it. I never knew what to do with the pictures. But she was getting older, and I was just glad I made them.
My mom died suddenly in December, 2020. It wasn’t COVID. The coroner ruled “inconclusive.” She was just done.
The next month I went to her house with the same camera, same lens, stood in the same places, and shot the same pictures.
But without her in them.
Eight months later.