I find myself being drawn to chapels in hospitals. It’s odd, i’m not religious. Could be nostalgia. Maybe.

I find myself being drawn to chapels in hospitals. It’s odd, i’m not religious. Could be nostalgia. Maybe.


This is my wife. Kris. Three years ago she blew my mind when she gave birth to our daughter.
The strength, endurance and courage she displayed in that hospital bed was something that changed my life forever.
She’s now two weeks from doing it again. Our second daughter is almost here.

This is me. Out of focus, dusty,hairy and rough. This is me. 
More from the scratched roll.

Another scratched roll. I honestly don’t mind it.




