My father like other New Mexico natives is very superstitious. Whenever the family was going on a road trip to Grandma’s house, my father would always tell us supernatural stories while we drove through the vast desert landscape. 

The long 8 hour drive through the southwest was filled with my father telling his children stories of witches, bigfoot and aliens. This obsession and belief of super natural creatures occupied my imagination as a child. I took these photographs to re-create some of favorite my childhood fantasies.

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Twin Peaks

Church Of 8 Wheels

Alien Coffee Shop Sighting

Lombard Street


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I Feel Like No-one Believes In Me.

Still Need Milk, Eggs, Cow Cadavers, and Fabric Softener…

Whaliening Watching

Mission Dolores Park

Hayes Valley