My imagination sticks with that turquoise line of paint, trailing lazy towards (or away?) from the intricate grate. It could be a tether or leash or pathway or scuff. Its contrast is mesmerizing, a tiny pulse of life amongst the grey.
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.