In the fall of 2010, my grandfather's lung collapsed. Fresh from being laid off from my job in Seattle, I decided to move in with my grandmother to help navigate the coming months ahead. We decided to place my grandfather in an assisted living home, and I journaled every day to pair with a daily photo I'd take with my 1968 twin lens reflex Yashica-Mat 124. I didn't know how long I'd be there, but knew I didn't have enough film to shoot more than one image a day. I also wasn't sure what to do, so I just kept waking up, helping, shooting, and writing. After two months my grandpa passed.
These are images of my grandfather, my grandmother, my uncle, my great aunt, and my cousin from that time.
Brush pen sketches photographed and overlayed with an iPhone app onto iPhone images.