Jennifer got her start shooting slot champions, tourists, and divorce parties at the motel casinos down Route 40 in Reno’s 4th street corridor. Later she became a cocktail waitress at The Nugget, but perpetual dissatisfaction drove her down the road, which landed her in Providence, where she recently completed her MFA in Photography at the Rhode Island School of Design.
A distant niece to Detroit’s premier Architectural Engineer, Jennifer spent winters with her uncle. The frigid weather keeping them mostly indoors she occupied herself for days on end wandering the abandoned ruins of the aging high-rises her uncle was paid to restore. Occasionally, they took long winter walks along the river and through the neighborhoods, encountering strangers on the streets and behind previously unopened doors, mapping an imagined city of past glory. As if she had been born in a home for the elderly her experience of Detroit was forever tied to its eventual decay. When her uncle’s building, The Book Tower, itself was abandoned due to a mix up with the power company, Jennifer traveled to Detroit for one last winter.