The cold crept in around the edges when no one was looking, seeping quietly inward toward the center. Its a quiet invader, showing itself suddenly and yet somehow passively. I welcome the changing in the guard, watching as the violent stutter of autumn sets the trees to burning with vibrant color and decay.
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 One and Year Two can be found here.)