The flooded tree house hotel

This series of photographs is the result of an imagining into what’s it means to find home and sanctuary on a beach. I was staying onVancouver Island in Canada where homelessness and tent cities are a common problem in a place populated by luxurious resorts. It is also a sacred place full of cedar trees and big waves. I began to build my own tree house hotel at the intersection of water, wood and tents. I wove cedar branches as a protective shell which I placed around the tent. I then photographed the shell shadows from inside. The many beach resorts where I was staying attempt to “clean up” nature and it was in that shadow that I built my own underwater tree house hotel.