I enter a space that smells of dirty cat litter and cigarette smoke. The room goes dark when I shut the door behind me except for a tiny nightlight plugged into the wall. A woman in her mid 50s lives here. She is thin and has salt and pepper coloured hair. Her brown eyes are demarkated by black mascara and her face is worn from hard living, but I can still see traces of another time when she was young and lived on a ranch in the high desert.
Your capacity to safely allow us to peak into these moments of time, is compelling.
You do so in a way that embodies the definition of integrity while celebrating the light within those you visited and how their day was brighter when you did.
Your capacity to safely allow us to peak into these moments of time, is compelling.
You do so in a way that embodies the definition of integrity while celebrating the light within those you visited and how their day was brighter when you did.
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Thank you for sharing your experiences and for doing what you do!!!
such stunning and beautiful pieces. so happy to receive these windows into the worlds you touch. thank you