What began as an effort to photograph my childhood evolved into a project about place itself. As I walked the neighborhoods I once knew, I found my experiences overwriting the ones I had as a child. The physical spaces remained, the pond, the football field behind the high school, the house I grew up in, but their meanings were no longer fixed. The Mandan of my memories and the Mandan of my present became layered, one folding over the other like a map that could never quite align.
