restless for a new me.

i've been slowly cleaning + culling out the back shed & the studio.

trying to make some order out of my mess & disorder.

i found one of my art journals from 2009 with these little typed snippets inside.

And I found this also...

'I sat on the concrete as spangles of sunshine threw themselves across my face.It was Saturday,hundreds of people passed me by,but only one intrigued my senses.

A middle aged Brazilian man wearing a black fedora,black Ray Bans & an old Leica grasped firmly in his hands.I sat there watching him as he scoured his surroundings for frames of life that he could pile in an old shoebox for the rest of his life.'