In the last two months I’ve gone on many walks, crisscrossed the city in search of solitude and silence. But lately I’ve stayed in my room, in the windowsill where I do my work, watching the pedestrians come and go, the more frequent appearance of an electronic scooter, the everyday confrontation between masked and unmasked, between caution and throwing it to the wind.
5.2 mile walk postcard
5.2 mile walk postcard
5.2 mile walk postcard
In the last two months I’ve gone on many walks, crisscrossed the city in search of solitude and silence. But lately I’ve stayed in my room, in the windowsill where I do my work, watching the pedestrians come and go, the more frequent appearance of an electronic scooter, the everyday confrontation between masked and unmasked, between caution and throwing it to the wind.