





No one likes to fail, yet we all experience it at some point in life; it’s just part of the natural course of things. The question is how we choose to deal with our failures.
I began to reflect. How could I photographically depict my own perceived failures?
I discovered that those things I once called failures have become something entirely different today. The emotions that surfaced, such as disappointment, frustration, and sometimes even shame, led to a desire to reflect on my missteps with humor and surrealism. After all, to fail is, in the end, just to succeed at missing.