The Indiana I know only exists from the Ohio River to somewhere south of Indianapolis. We sit in a cultural seam between the Midwest and the Upland South, with our own distinct character. Many overlook this region, and I spent a portion of my youth not fully appreciating it. These photos are not an impartial documentation of the region, but rather an insider's reflection on traditions, both preserved and abandoned, and human connections to the land itself. I feel compelled to create this work as a testament to the here and now, with deep awareness of how it came to be.

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My own family tree traces back to a riverboat crossing in Louisville, a journey north by horseback, and a cabin built in Morgan County in 1827. Moving 200 years forward and 20 miles south, I've started this project not as an attempt at historical recovery, but as a meditation on things I've inherited, the cost they bear, and the duty I feel I owe to them. This is a long-form film-based project that sits in the tradition of lyric documentary photography; not seeking to be a complete record, but rather an arrangement of visual poetry, told through my voice and my experience, focused on ways of life that persist, quietly and deliberately, in the Indiana Uplands.