An odd and mysterious scene of a gentleman, staring out a window. With top hat, spindly cane and suitcase in hand. There is a sense that he is going somewhere, and yet he stands idle as though waiting for something.
Tuesday, February 21, 2012
Friday, February 17, 2012
Thursday, February 9, 2012
While my mom pays at the grocery cash, I am pulled like a magnet to the doorway where the gum-ball machines call out to me. The bright round balls of gum are nearly irresistible and I pray that the cashier returns some loose change to my mother. This image reminds me of the feeling of being five years old again, hoping for that prize that makes a trip to the grocery store worthwhile.