My mother, Ann Quirk, was an artist. When she moved from her home of 50 years, she gave me her very large collection of collage paper. I had no idea what I would do with the beautiful sheets of color but as several months passed, an idea began to form…

Just as my photographs hold memories of my daily walks in nature, the collage papers hold my memories of my mother as an artist. It became my goal to combine these memories into a unique art form, using components from each.

I was very pleased the first time I looked through the macro lens of my camera and watched the immersed papers mingle with the small pieces of plants gathered from my walks — at last, the memories were united in a form that expressed their essence.