The sun hangs heavy now, the time for bare feet on the ground will soon be gone. I studied the sideways shadows and the raised bumps and had to feel them both against my skin. They pushed back hard against me, unimpressed by my presence. I find myself leaning into the struggling alliance of warm sunlight and cold air, happy for the return of the time of cold and clarity.
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.