In June of 2011, I awoke to the sound of men, machines and crashing trees, realizing the forest behind my home, my source of solace and inspiration, was being harvested. After weeks of logging, I began walking the woods, witnessing the changes and drinking in the heavy aromas. As I attempted to orient myself to the new landscape, I began seeing incredible beauty amidst the destruction. With my camera in hand, I began documenting my walks. This activity allowed my creative process to heal my grief over the destruction and impending development. The green landscape had been turned to gray, even the sky was gray. Each day I returned to the same places and found them strikingly different from the day before, either from manmade influences, the weather or because the decaying process had begun. From July 3rd to July 16th, I took 1,500 photographs. This was the beginning of what would become The Forest Project.