The sun seems to hang sideways, transforming true color into something electric and poetic. The sky was shrinkwrapped in grey today, everything felt altered, more intense and washed out all at the same time. Its unsettling to watch nature rush forward, the season has a mild shade of violence at the edges. An ending that comes on schedule without regard for anything else.
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.