Daily Archives: November 28, 2012

I was not lost but I found you.

I found you. An old piano, in a tiny corner of a tiny outside space tucked in between two modern buildings. A found space that beckons you…stay a while, have a seat and a coffee, discuss your meaningful (and mundane) things here – your secrets will be safe with me, contemplate here, read your book, write, or dare even, to play a tune on these worn old keys.

Perfectly perfect in every way.

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The way I come home

This photograph, titled above, is about the landscape of coming home. Home – such an emotion laden word. Coming home means all sorts of things to different people, but I think it is about coming to the place where we feel that we most belong in all the world – wherever that might be. For me, this is the landscape of the way I come home.


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