My mother tells a story of my family stopping at an overlook in Colorado and finally march back to the camper with some sticks in hand. My mom tells me to throw them away and I plead “but mom…these are my treasures!”
I still do this today and I guarantee if we ever go on a walk I’ll find something interesting, creepy, strange or beautiful to either take a photo of or pick up…or both.
“The Other Side of Consciousness”
Items collected in Jacksonville, FL | Bakersville, N.C | Penland, N.C
Completed at Penland Studios, N.C. 2018