Lexi’s House (2021)

My friend Lexi was the executor of her parents’ estate after their back‑to‑back deaths, a responsibility that pulled her into the labor of closing out a life twice over. Part of that role meant returning to her childhood home and preparing it for liquidation: sorting through decades of possessions, deciding what could be kept, what could be sold, and what would disappear.

I began photographing during this process, not as a documentarian but as I was helping her. The work sits in that strange overlap between grief and logistics, memory and cleanup, where intimacy is revealed not through portraits but through the residue of daily living.