📍Loci: A Grain of Sand.
Like the imprint of sand left behind by the receding tide, our absence etches patterns of meaning that linger long after we’re gone.
Like the imprint of sand left behind by the receding tide, our absence etches patterns of meaning that linger long after we’re gone.
I think of it all - all that richness - and breathe deeply. These interventions make the place feel alive, as if the street itself is a mix of nutrients that nourish us as individuals and as communities.
I think this visual and connective way of observing might be a by-product of my work, where thousands upon thousands of patterns and styles have been embossed onto my memory through my lens.
✨ Wondering why I ask for support?
An Anxiety of Memberships