i have no thorns to prick
i have no spikes to scare
i have no wings to fly away
so how am i to protect myself
when i am both
predator and prey?
all photos taken at kew gardens in south west london on a grey wednesday.
i have no thorns to prick
i have no spikes to scare
i have no wings to fly away
so how am i to protect myself
when i am both
predator and prey?
all photos taken at kew gardens in south west london on a grey wednesday.
sunday is sacred for me.
i have a series of little rituals that ground me for the week.
taking pictures is one of them.
it's like an invisible string that binds me to the present.
as my eyes skip around a space, my mind focuses, my breathing slows, and my lungs expand.
sundays are for still life.
these shots were taken at my aunt and uncle's home in barnes, london. they're renovating the whole place soon, so this was my way of honouring it before it disappears.