Or, maybe, curtained holes in walls.
Curious and contemplative: safe and secure, yet as fragile as a gust of wind or a stone’s throw.
grit and gravel
pavement and power lines
spruce and pine
ghost lines just whim
eyebrows, rubbed by frustration
my footprint a blemish
tear drops in the forecast
my shadow moves with me
i put a blanket on it
cuddles with the nocturnal
These are portraits of people that have planted thousands or millions of trees. During the period of the 2020 Covid pandemic we were in increased isolation with more trees than ever to plant. The aim of this series is to highlight the subjects inner struggle with this isolation through their eyes or gestures, from a two meter frame.
fragile glass behind specified security