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My father worked for the Union Pacific Railroad for over 40 years, and as a child I travelled by train every summer with my family from California across the western plains to Nebraska.

Underscored by sounds of only the wheels on the tracks, I would stare for hours from the window of the rail car onto the vast, seemingly endless landscapes. The journey gave me brief and fleeting glimpses of a life unknown to me. Each moment became an opportunity to create my own scenarios: peering, at a distance, into the evening’s lamp-lit, solitary homes, sparked my imagination to fill in the blanks. This work explores the unsung moments of places and spaces I’ve passed, which become an intimate montage of blended memories – the wonders of the trodden path, snake around the bends of the past and into the present, near and far, ordinary and not-so-ordinary.

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