From check-in to check-out, I use Florida motel rooms as a studio. Within a space that is both intimate and impersonal, my guests and I talk and collaborate on the images we will make. More often than not, neither the participants nor I know how the session will unfold. The resulting photographs become a product of concocted stories, shared memories, and crossed physical and psychological boundaries. From the peeling pastel exteriors to the dated, tropical linens, these endearing, flawed characteristics, the motels serve as metaphors for this complicated peninsula – aging beauty, dark pasts, secrets and transformation.