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i shot these on my return home for christmas on a very cold late winter afternoon.

this was home. in some ways, it still very much is. truth be told, i’ve struggled for a long time to come up with a definition for home. the one thing i think i’ve settled on as an answer, as many have, is family. so what about the location?

it is always very bizarre, even unsettling, to return to a place that was once so intimate to me as an observer. the things i see, although i remember them all dearly, appear so distant. nostalgia plays a pretty heavy role in most of my work, and trips home are most certainly quite the nostalgic undertaking.

the passage of time is a strange one, indeed.

as always, thanks for looking.

<3w.

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