The removal of the usual working environment forces my artwork into a new light. As people moved past the table, asked questions and saw it for the first time, I rediscovered the magic of marrying unlikely objects into unusual pieces. Processes that were previously hidden inside my mind were forced into the light and are now heading off in directions of their own. It was an awakening that inspires action and movement.
Where I Stand Sunday is an ongoing photo essay examining the different places I spend my life standing. Too often we take for granted the everyday places we spend our lives walking on. The ground we tread on has its own stories to tell