Puddled, dark, laced with cold. The season is turning with a moodiness that saturates everything, heavy and damp. It lays down a thick want for all things layered and warm and sheltered.
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.
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