During my time at K-State I lost my grandpa, which took a toll on my academic career that semester. At the time I had made it back to my hometown minutes before his passing. This was a small, yet somehow important detail in my memories of his passing. This left me feeling like I didn't get a chance with closure and some sense of guilt that I hadn't gotten there sooner. I know this isn't something that I had total control over, but I've always had a feeling, deep down, that I could've done something differently to make it home on time. That was seven and a half months ago.

While I've had time to think and dwell on the details of my grandpa's passing, I can't help but think about everything I enjoyed about the time I had with him, like building a cabin with Lincoln Logs or riding through his backyard on the gator. But since I've given myself so much time to think about all the good things, I've also had time to think about death, a lot.

I've thought about what seems to be every aspect of death:  how we handle it, what happens to the corpse, how the corpse gets to its final appearance, even the connection between the Earth and what happens after death. However, I've never really known how to capture this or explain it to people, so I’ve attempted to grasp it with these images I’m sharing with you.