Earlier this year, I walked around my grandma’s house and took photos of details that I saw around me; little facets of clutter and creativity and color. All of these things that are just tiny slices of her home and personality. It was about a month before she tried to kill herself. I was unaware that things would soon be shifting dramatically in her world. Her home still looks mostly the same though now as it did when I took these pictures… except for the sweet n’ low. She puts stevia in her coffee now.