This is a small selection of images I shot my first year back in America. A small selection from an already small pool to choose from. To me they feel like whispers of a previous life or delusions of a future that won't arrive. This was 2017.
Sunday 13 October 2019
2017
I have shot about five or six frames this week. To the old me this would be absolutely nothing. To the new me this is something. It is better than the zero frames I have shot in previous weeks.
This is a small selection of images I shot my first year back in America. A small selection from an already small pool to choose from. To me they feel like whispers of a previous life or delusions of a future that won't arrive. This was 2017.
This is a small selection of images I shot my first year back in America. A small selection from an already small pool to choose from. To me they feel like whispers of a previous life or delusions of a future that won't arrive. This was 2017.
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