Rocks, my namesake and my inspiration, are a part of who I am. Nothing quite epitomizes stability and strength like a rock. Forming over millions to billions of years, change in the geological realm occurs at a tremendously slow rate relative to the human experience of life. As a consequence, from our perspective, rocks can seem like generally unchanging entities. This phenomenon provides the basis for my love of rocks - they are constant fixtures in our transient world, permanence amidst impermanence. I have always wanted to be like a rock, both for others and for myself. I want to embody the strength and balance of that which is steady.
In the summer of 2015, my mother and I embarked on a ten-day road trip through Southern Arizona. Headed for the clouds, we were thrilled to explore this desert-rich ecoregion.
The inspiration for this trip really came from my mom and I seeing a photo of Chiricahua National Monument. We were completely awe-stricken just from the photograph, and we knew that we had to go east and see it for ourselves.
We set out for Southeastern Arizona at the end of June.