I have never been forced to turn the camera toward myself until a worldwide pandemic stopped the world from spinning. It was a hard year, my own mental health was not in a good place for much of it. It affected my work, my relationships; I attempted to work through that with my camera. I found very quickly that self reflection is difficult. I ask my subjects to be open and honest with me while my camera is pointed their way, so I am following suit and being open and honest while the camera is turned toward me. Here's what I worked on in 2020.
These photos were shot and submitted during the 2020 Hearst Journalism Awards National Photojournalism Championship where I placed as a finalist. The competition took place in June 2020.
Sheltering-in-place has been one of the most difficult times of my life. These last few months have been a blur, and I have seen some of the most exciting opportunities for me, my career and my life slip away. I was supposed to leave the country for the first time, I was supposed to have an amazing internship this summer, I was supposed to go to DC to study first amendment law and controversies, I was supposed to do an amazing story about an amazing family battling Spina Bifida, and so much more. Instead, I find myself in a haze, thumbs scrolling for miles, my mental health spiraling, my relationship struggling, my camera collecting dust on a shelf.
Quarantine has felt timeless, each day and night blur together and so I have decided to refrain from including times or dates.
Upon reflection of our relationship throughout the pandemic, Brandon and I talk about what went wrong, and what went right. In a small video created for my final video class in the WKU Photojournalism program, we are both made to talk about what it has been like living together through one of the most historic times in our lives.