My mother tells a story of my family stopping at an overlook in Colorado. I finally march back to the camper with some sticks in hand. My mom tells me to throw them away and I plead “but mom…these are my treasures!”
I still do this today and I guarantee if we ever go on a walk I’ll find something interesting, creepy, strange or beautiful to either take a photo of or pick up…or both.
“The Other Side of Consciousness”
Items collected in Jacksonville, FL | Bakersville, N.C | Penland, N.C
Completed at Penland Studios, N.C. 2018