Last Walk Home

In 1996 I was 11 years old. In November of that year my grandmother walked 1.5 miles from Muscatel Ave, on the border of San Gabriel and Temple City, to the intersection of El Monte and San Gabriel. The distance from the first location, my house, and the second location is only .1 miles away from her intended ended destination, her house. She was only two blocks away from her home and she never made it. Magdalena Davilos Chacon, died walking across San Gabriel Blvd. This incident changed my life entirely and this is the first time I have allowed myself to explore her experience.I went back and took the walk for the first time since her untimely death.  The series starts on the sidewalk of my past residence and ends in the intersection where she was hit by a car and died. The intention of the series is to recapture the mood and tone of her last walk home. Each photograph is at eye level, with to recapture her point of view. As the series progresses the light source becomes heightened and distorted. This creates an air of uneasiness, anxiety, yet seemingly spiritual. The light flashes, crashes, and passes, just like the time that is experienced on the walk. Then, in the last photograph, the light fades away. This was the last thing she saw.

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