Mané

Mané

Mané

Memory and Making

My father had a dog, Mané. When Mané passed away I took the only photo we ever had of her to make a more lasting, meaningful image.

My father taught me how to create shrines all over our homes, with anything at hand. Something in those temporary shrines made me want to give him something that would last longer.

Mané had a beautiful gaze. And so I wanted to capture it.

Memory and Making

My father had a dog, Mané. When Mané passed away I took the only photo we ever had of her to make a more lasting, meaningful image.

My father taught me how to create shrines all over our homes, with anything at hand. Something in those temporary shrines made me want to give him something that would last longer.

Mané had a beautiful gaze. And so I wanted to capture it.

Memory and Making

My father had a dog, Mané. When Mané passed away I took the only photo we ever had of her to make a more lasting, meaningful image.

My father taught me how to create shrines all over our homes, with anything at hand. Something in those temporary shrines made me want to give him something that would last longer.

Mané had a beautiful gaze. And so I wanted to capture it.