23 September 2012

where i stand sunday

The antique sale is a regular feature to the autumn backdrop. I took my time this visit, sifting through the closed dresser drawers I normally sail past without a thought. I found textile after textile neatly stacked inside. I wondered at the woman who made them, if she ever thought her pieces would end up squirreled away like a secret. I thought of my own work, uncertain of their future after I am no longer around to care for them. The urgency to leave my mark on them looms larger then ever at the idea.

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.  

1 comment:

KAM said...

Where I stand is becoming a piece of my weekly nourishment; opening doors to the places, thoughts, realities, journeys that come to the forefront of thought when you take that time to snap a shot of your feet and ask the question. Thank you for providing this most delicious meal to my creative self from your creative self.