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Point of departure or return. More like a pause. Looking at this moment, at his moment in time and place, from a perspective of a lot of time gone by, this snapshot has already transformed itself to so many other meanings and possibilities. I thought I at least remembered the general circumstances when I pressed the button on my iPhone. So I searched for proof of my impeccable memory and discovered I was wrong.
One thing is certain – I was on a walk with Ruby. And so even though she’s not pictured here, and neither am I for that matter, this tiny moment exist because of her. This is not a tribute just a reflection.

Today I looked at it and it made me think of longing and connections. But also of certain impossibilities and distance. But also of the way things come up against each other and interweave in a dance. Symbiosis.


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