Back Seat

Surprised, angry, lost, sudden, reasons, questions, emptiness, values, priorities, meanings, direction, etc. etc. Words stream through to fill in the fluctuating feelings. Acceptance of the circumstances is a no brainer, but to fully believe that you are can be tricky, difficultly tricky.

October this year, I became a part of the statistic in this current economic freak out. As much as I understand why, in all levels of the structures, it still startled me a bit. I couldn’t help counting it as lucky, I have to. For nothing else is to not punish myself further in the inside while taking hits after hits from the outside. I need to look at the overall meaning of what this point could mean for my overall life, of how crucial my next action will define me.

For weeks after weeks, things continue to crumble and deteriorate around me. The hard time is chipping away any senses of foundations. I find myself noticing a lot of paused time. So I decide to explore the bitter ingredients that are stewing up this large dish of uncertainty. I move now at a different pace, a lot of it on foot, walking, looking, taking in the world that was always there but wasn’t getting noticed.

So I look forward, backward, now, and all around, to see if I can portray this sentiment into photographs. This is the first series of my interpretation. In the meanwhile, I’ll continue to watch, receive, and learn. 
 

Outside

Tunnel Mirror

Train Station

Train Station Stop

Airplane over the Forum

Guard Dog

Wood Shop

Waiting Area

Reflection

Sidewalk

Sidewalk

Door

Distant Moon

Gate

Puppets on strings

Taco Stand