This series of work is based off of my experience as a daughter of immigrants, and how that, paired with growing up without much of my extended family, has affected my views on love. Because of my parents migration to the United States I have not had time with my grandparents, aunts, uncles, etc. Due to this, I believe that the idea of love has become abstracted. I love people that exist miles away, never physically close to me.
These photos are from my family archive, and the text comes from the backs of photographs, interviews, and words that exist on my memory. I have paired both photos and text in an attempt to recreate the past; my past, the past the existed before me, before my parents migration to this country and the life they then lead together.