passenger

Recently, not the way planned, I am in commute.  Could have been anyone, yet right back where I came from. There is a bliss, a knowledge, that I miss of a commute. Photographing it today made me realize I need to write a story book called Traffic. 

What I love about commutes is you see and experience character. Each in their element, true self, and emotions of the day past and present. I will not only be looking to photograph out the window, but take note of the time spent by us and reflections. 

letter writing

                                                                     

all the flowers

It's in the Stars, 2013

                                                                 Weight Ghost, 2013