Images taken during the first lockdown. Featuring the absence of touch and human interaction.
Into the First of Many Minds
Through a pane of glass the subconscious saw and felt her first grief. A first of many yet to come
With new eyes did you witness an atrocity branded with a heavy heart into a weeping hand stuck in limbo
Fingertips shied away from a barrenness cold And the mind’s first sight flinched Away from an eternity of poverty Retreating to the shadows of sorrow
shadows say more than just nothing.
I Love Reflections and Light-play on glass,And the feelings involved with expression...