Thoughts in solitude

An excerpt of a recent journal entry:

"One can easily get use to solitude. The world is always better inside your own head. Looking out the window reminds me of my two month stay in the University of Michigan hospital eight years ago. I lived in the in the chair, hospital beds are unbearable. When allowed to go outside I would make trips to a courtyard where I could sit and feel the warmth of the sun on my skin. It was as if I were some sort of reptile absorbing the heat while it lasted. Eventually a chill would roll through me and I was ready to return to my cave. What kind of reptile would I be?..."





". . .I remember it took me some time to feel comfortable in the universe again after returning home.  The globe seems enormous as you try to adapt and find your feet again. It sucks that the world is suffering and so many have been effected by this pandemic/global virus. Is it terrible of me to enjoy this solitude and the atmosphere inside of my tiny apartment while humankind gets things straightened out?"








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  1. This set of photos are great, I love the reflection photos, they are so eye catching, not sure what I am seeing and that makes so interesting, the 4th on specifically reminds me of some Rorschach test, and feeling so intrigued. I like the entries and the way they relate to the interior photos are nice, just the way you mentioned the sun in one of the excerpts and how the first and 3rd interior photo shines through, very nice use of both words and photos, a fine pairing like wine and cheese.

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  2. I’m enjoying the imagery with your story. It must of not been a great experience for you. Creating photos of traumatic times in our lives I think could be some sort of therapy in some way. I am really impressed with the car window photos. It almost looks like a painting to be perfectly honest.

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