Since early 2013 I have been photographing my mother almost everytime we meet up. I first started this as a way to get back into my photography after a long spell of gradually losing faith in my abilities and confidence in photographing people. Not long after I started on this journey, I began to suffer with anxiety and depression resulting in me spending more and more time with my family than i had done in the past decade. It was this that led me to become acutely aware of the physical and mental changes within my mum and, the things that remain the same. About routines and rituals, time passing, making up for time lost, the unknown and inevitable future of change and loss.
Mum laying fresh flowers on her parents grave