It's the kind of silence that thrives in between the cracks, this place where there exists a space that is small and unassuming - quiet and content to be forgotten. My own solitude reaches out toward it, appreciating the companion that walks strongly here. I am struck by the stength of it, the confidence that pulses over everything in an almost sacred rhythm.
Where I Stand 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. (The project is now in Year Three. Year Three will feature artwork inspired by that week's Where I Stand photo as well as the photo that inspired it. Year One and Year Two can be found here.)
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Enjoying all your things to DYE for! Speaking of grass growing up through the cracks - the dogs like to eat grass and at the mouth of one of the doggie igloos - grows a couple of blades, just right for munching on whilst taking time to lounge there..ha ha!
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