Must Photograph for Personal Sanity: Graphei, new personal work

I just can't stop myself from photographing for personal sanity. After reading about the importance of Emotional Intelligence in the NY Times this morning, I can honestly type out that clicking the shutter, figuring out lighting, all that goes into producing a photograph (minus serious Photoshoping) is all  deep breathing for me. My son will say he relaxes when he plays piano for fun (not an instructional song) or tosses the baseball in his glove. We all have our preferred method.
Although artists will tell you, art producing can be agonizing. And it is; I have my fair share of frustration, jumping jacks, all out melt down regression. This is part of the process, but what I am talking about it the actual practice of the art, photography.

Today, the fast access has changed our social definition of photography. Did you capture with your iPhone, point-n-shot-, small DSLR, overpriced DSLR? Did you dig out that old Canon A2?
This is a form of practice. Yet, the act of photographing with the intention of a series or body of work is different because the assemble, the visioning, and attempts are all intertwined. The photographing is like taking a walk-slow, steady, and aware. This practice formulates from within, and bubbles from inside. I see inside out. No class can teach this-although I do have a curriculum written for a course. A willing and desire to travel down this path is part of my process.

This leads to my new work that is tilted Graphei.

Mother's Borscht Recipe and her explanation 

Amidst the digital ways we now communicate with one another, the intimate connection that something handwritten emits has lost favor; the act of writing is personal, takes time, attention, and a part of the author. Nothing illustrates this more than my mother's handwritten notes, my father's letters, inscription on the leaf of a book from those I once dearly loved, and family recipes. These handwritten objects seem immortal and in some way the only conversation that I can still have with the authors, like my mother. And it is the conversations, the exchange of love through words that are permanent in a reality that is impermanent. Graphei, the Greek word for handwritten, is a series of ongoing work that explores the fading commonality of  handwritten words, the design of letters, the character of paper, the sentiment of the context, and a small peak into my personal world of these emotional conversations.