One of the first things I did for the project ‘typophoto’ was begin brainstorming how I wanted my book to read. What did the words mean and how were they going to properly convey the right kind of emotion in connection to the image presented? I decided early on that the course of action that felt best suited to me as a person and my artistic views was to write a poem.
The poem written was to be told from the point of view from someone who lives (in Medicine Hat) with mental or physical illnesses and how the viewer may be able to connect with them through imagery.
Being heard is never something you should have to ask for.
The lines ultimately chosen to be part of the poem for my book [home]
3- In home away from home away from home, this place roams in basset hills long dried by changing tides.
4 – A vision of life so diverse, shaped by hardships, cultivated by generations of youth.
5 – From beginning to end, the cycle repeats, and here we stand again hand in hand with a reality that remains hard to face.
6 – Where were you?
7 – I examine my life, in strife and wonder with wandering eyes of skies and blue —
8 – At home alone, ingrown and thrown a new, it’s true.
9 – image page only
10 – We come from all walks of life, of earth, of place, finding comfort in each another. Our difference is paramount, tantamount to our visions.
11 – Like vines we’ll climb the walls, extending our hands to find purchase on a slippery ledge but there you are at the edge, reach out and pull
12 – Dragged from the precipice the tides change and I am reshaped and molded like clay as red as the cliffs
13 – trigger trigger trigger.
14 – completely blank or image, definitely need to contrast this page
15 – Count down the memories of legacies of endless enemies—and love. Find a word in a sentence that connects an I to your eye, in your mind, and see.
16 – It’s time we seize our opportunities and think.
17 – The knowledge is at our finger tips, access to a visual library filled to bursting with the minds of rejected thoughts and fantasies
18 – Softly, acknowledge the opportunities. Hungry to understand, starving for attention, feasting on the ideas that claw rabid at your heels.
19 – I am the author.
20 – Here you are not lost and forgotten, but vagabonds in correspondents with the conditional approval of societal odds.
21 – You tie ends into knots and forget not
22 – to view your visual extravagance.
23 – Here you are loved, regardless of your place and your fears, this place is a vessel and you may find yourself steering towards a life you choose.
24 – It’s worthy of you.
25 – image
26 – I used to listen to lullabies and tales that reflected a sense of intense emotional clarity, yet remained in opposition to the mind of a child so guileless and free.
27 – Cry out for that reflection of youth, play the record on repeat and reach
28 – Your fairytales and lullabies have said goodbye, turned to news of fighting across a sea that most of us will never have the chance to see.
29 – Take up arms on the inside, shut your eyes and swallow deep, pour chemicals authorized in practice by practitioners that “know best”
30 – And when we think we’ve learned enough—the world is known and roots take flight—another door opens just enough to bear our hearts thin, our work lies within.
31 – Work hands to the bone, find strength in icon and imagery where difference and indifference creates perspectives against and for the betterment of our home.
32 – Greet me. Meet me. Speak with me on the other side! Here we make connections where there are none, cultivation of a seed of generosity from you to me.
33 – Remember In the end when you turn the key and cross the line that’s drawn in the sand
34 – Arbitrary; Left to understand exactly where you came from
35 – Think of us, think of me and we, and we will spend an eternity together.
36 – Welcome Home.
Mellvetica 
