Behind Mom’s Cafe #3, Salina, Utah, 2013
I seem to have a growing collection of empty chair images in my collection. To me at least, they seem to imply interesting stories…of conversations, dreams, maybe a clandestine party, of thoughtful rest and time out from the kaleidoscope of life’s movement. These things and more.
Maybe it is time to dedicate myself to a project along those lines?
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