In 1979, I moved to Cambridge, MA to attend a graduate program in photography at MIT. I was in the process of a difficult divorce. My ex-husband and father of my four children had been diagnosed with severe bi-polar illness a year earlier. I realized I would be the main breadwinner. Needless to say, times were difficult. Since then, I have been making self-portraits and portraits of my family. I discovered that photography was a medium ideally suited to the physical constraints of mothering and family life. My photographs record the different relationships in our family—mother, sibling, stepfather, and partner. They record the physical and emotional changes we have all made over the years. These photographs are a way for me to remember both the pleasures and pains of being part of and raising a family. Talismans, relics, fetish objects, memory holders—they are mine to touch. They have been exhibited for others to ponder; they are our family album. These photos are some of my favorites. I hope you enjoy them as much as I do.