These images explore and construct the jigsaw relationship between my internal self and the physical realm in which I dwell. As I grow older, I solidify feelings of attachment for inanimate objects and places that for some reason or another have aided in the development of my composed being. Forever changing and manipulating my outlook on the environment surrounding me, I will have a permanent intangible affection for these falsified monuments. Each individual frame, whether it be a crack in the driveway, a view of a special tree or a bedroom window, is not only an image within itself, but a minute segment of a larger view of the adored subject.

Caitlin Harris