The rain throws the colors into a riot of saturation. I can't help but loose myself in the flow of layered liquid and the discards of the slumber season. Everything so easily gives up its grip, letting things be as they should. They fall because they should. They let the life color drain away to be replaced by the burning transition because they should. They offer a beauty that only decay can offer, rich and deep and endlessly fascinating.
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.