Rome
At a museum in Rome, I stepped out onto the cafe terrace and found this glossy, sharp being relaxing on the deck. Intruding, maybe. I snapped her picture.
I was a tourist in her comfort zone. I saw her comfortably spreading out, not caring about her flawed skin, feeling powerful with roots behind her.
I’d like to be her for a while.
Wouldn’t you?
2020, archival digital print, 8.5 x 11 inches
(Click to see the full image.)
At a museum in Rome, I stepped out onto the cafe terrace and found this glossy, sharp being relaxing on the deck. Intruding, maybe. I snapped her picture.
I was a tourist in her comfort zone. I saw her comfortably spreading out, not caring about her flawed skin, feeling powerful with roots behind her.
I’d like to be her for a while.
Wouldn’t you?
2020, archival digital print, 8.5 x 11 inches
(Click to see the full image.)
At a museum in Rome, I stepped out onto the cafe terrace and found this glossy, sharp being relaxing on the deck. Intruding, maybe. I snapped her picture.
I was a tourist in her comfort zone. I saw her comfortably spreading out, not caring about her flawed skin, feeling powerful with roots behind her.
I’d like to be her for a while.
Wouldn’t you?
2020, archival digital print, 8.5 x 11 inches
(Click to see the full image.)