where i go

when i feel unsure of my place, or myself … i seek out space. i am endlessly trying to recreate that sensation of the coast: feeling small in a vast world. i have a strong need for mother earth to put me in my place. there’s nothing quite as comforting as that.

when the beach is not near, i create the next best thing. an open field, a canopy of trees, a mountaintop, or the blooms in a garden. i can get lost and find myself anywhere as long as i have the optical illusion of space.

visit me at shutter sisters today and share your story, your image of space.