Guitar
Water
Divider
Plastic
Play
Romance
Chair
Board
Line
Spine

I returned to America 90 days ago and things have only just now got to a point where I can see the stillness, photograph the subtle midtones. Chaotic weeks full of panicked days with uncertain circumstances have stabilized ever so slightly and finally some peace seems due.

The winter is lurking at the edge of every frame as the coming months threaten a long and dark silence. This will be a time of labor and learning, no doubt. On the other side of the sun, chaos waits again to disrupt this quiet cold of the afternoon.

For now, though, I am home.