In this Space

Loneliness I and II

Shiftwork
Circadian rhythms interrupted
Opposition has been met
Rituals are no longer present

The interior becomes the exterior
My private becomes my public
The world is found within

Geometry in the Afternoon

the salt dries on my skin

one angle changes

the wind snarls my hair

the pattern shifts

sea spray startles me

the sines are there

Hazy Days

I thought it was fitting to start in Barbados where I first became interested in art. This image is of the east coast. The air here is thick with sea spray and Sahara dust.

I received a bronze award for this photograph from Nifca.