My family has lived in Scott County for over 200 years. There have been times that I have asked why Winchester was the place that a different woman named Lucy, hopped off the wagon and made a life, sealing my destiny to call this place home.

While that Lucy probably spent her days just trying to survive on the prairie, this Lucy spent her days just trying to remember to charge her camera and bring the flashlight.

This body of work, thousands of photographs of Scott County, resulted from years of searching for home in this place. Like many people that come from small towns, I have complex feelings about the life I have lived here. These images are my way of taking note of the places that were sewn upon my heart, for better or worse.

The places the have inspired absolute awe of the universe and humanity. The places I felt despair and disappointment. The places I witnessed joy, generosity, and kindness. The places that bring me closer to connection. The places I fear will be gone before I am, and places I have journeyed a thousand times trying to escape, a closed labyrinth of the human experience.

Scott County is a place without distraction, a place with wide spaces & big night skies. The afternoons are long, and there is plenty of room to spread yourself out and explore who you are and what your purpose is. We have the privilege of living a well examined life, a life of intention. It would be a waste to do anything else.