The Hurricane Quartet links four distinct time periods: the before, during, after and ever-after storm cycle to echo the theme of disorder in nature post catastrophe. Woven together, the end becomes the beginning. I photographed these found still life images to substitute initial "ruin porn" photos of destroyed homes around me. (I needed new memories.) Bleak resignation in the landscape gave way to renewal through subtle transitions following hurricane Katrina and subsequent storms.

I came to find a lyrical calm in a former disaster zone that is also a paradise where brief moments of eternity are felt and found.

I live along an estuary folks call a lake.

Lake Pontchartrain in Southeastern Louisiana is a tidal inlet of the Gulf of Mexico via the Rigolets straight and is subject to waves, storm surge, salt and freshwater tide flows. As it’s not a self contained body of water, odd things wash up, especially after storms.

From 2005 to 2017, I documented my surroundings just before and years after Hurricane Katrina. After losing our home in hurricane Katrina, my husband and I temporarily relocated to Miami, but then returned to Slidell to a house on the lake that remained relatively unscathed. Except for a few other houses, we were alone with nature and reminders of catastrophe lingered so I photographed them. I was careful to crop out unsightly strewn items, or just the opposite, to focus solely on each as a way to take control of an area that looked like a war zone.

At first things were bleak.

A natural disaster is already a stress test, but regular life issues like illness and death squash optimism despite best intentions. The dear friend who hosted us in Miami died suddenly followed by a beloved family member after enduring cancer. The act of photographing gave me a way to re-phrase, meditate and mourn. Over time I came to observe subtle changes and regrowth which bolstered my spirits. Not knowing how to end this series, I realized I had already moved on by printing works of the sun and moon, a simultaneous project.

Living through subsequent storms, feelings of shock and awe took turns as dueling psychological states. Over the years I came to realize that there are four distinct aspects: before, during, after and ever after, or the peaceful time before the next storm. I call these Squall, Tempest, Rustle and Sanctuary which collectively form The Hurricane Quartet.

When I returned after Katrina, I looked up and saw a fishing net draped like a sculpture on a tree. In 2012 I stared in disbelief at the New Orleans floodgate sign floating at my feet. Looking back, I realize I was naive to nature when in July 2005 I photographed a waterspout, thinking it an anomaly.

Now I know better.