In Memory of Uncle B

Covid was the toughest of times. It came and went, and with it friends, family and colleagues. A once in a generation phenomenon that reshaped every household and every community.

These photographs come from the day we gathered to honour my Uncle Bentley. They carry the quiet traces of what loss feels like when it is shared, when people come together not only to mourn but to hold one another upright. I was struck by how grief sits alongside love, how memory lives in gesture and touch, and how a funeral can reveal the bonds that have carried a family through its hardest years.

I made these images to remember the tenderness of that day. They are not about the spectacle of a moment. They are about presence, about being with people as they navigate sorrow and strength in the same breath. My hope is that these pictures hold something true about what it means to gather, to remember and to honour a life well lived.