The above title is tentative, but I needed something to put there, no? So I’m working on a story about a woman named Kizzy. She is 28, a single mother of three, and blind. I’m shadowing her for as long as I’m able. Here are some shots from what I feel is my first real shooting day. We went to a bible study at her cousin’s house and later hung out at her house. More to come…







Often, Kizzy’s children attempt to get away with things they normally wouldn’t if their mother was sighted. However, Kizzy often can sense when her children are doing something they aren’t supposed to. Her seven-year old climbs on the counter to grab a slice of bread knowing she isn’t supposed to be there.

Kizzy hugs her 11-year old as her 13-year old carries the “hoover” downstairs.