Revolution, 2010
I was reading through my Guatemala journals tonight. This photograph I recently took reminds me of something that was static in my writings. Its about choices, actions, and the push and pull we have in this world. I find that the idea of having a choice on what direction to take, is a gift in itself.
There is a continuous tug we have, with each other, and with what is given to us. Its amazing how moments can pass us by without taking a stab at it.
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