Capturing moments

An image. A mark. A look. Eternal? Statically moving. Away. Change of direction. With the body. With the eye. A new thought. An old memory. A path and a message. Who wrote it? Who's reading it? A story. Our story. Silence. I am rewriting my story. My foot is my ink. The street a blank page. My day a new chapter. I keep. I lose. I write and {re}-write. Through memories. And through found objects. I kept them. And they keep triggering my imagination.


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