where i stand sunday

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The end of the year is thick with tradition, ritual. Laying the past twelve months to rest in a long flurry of celebration is comforting and satisfying. The house is wrapped in a series of decoration and peacefulness, a quiet kind of reflection that will be punctuated by family and friends.

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.