Spatial Practices Of Humans

Spatial Practices Of Humans

I had put my camera in my hand because of some lights I liked at a bus stop, after pondering the lights and the through a glass darkly sense, I continued walking, coming across this fellow at the next junction, is there enough space for him, space to live, I only paused moments near him, I wondered how did he come into the world, how will he go out, ... I only know one Iroquoian American man, elderly fellow; but I had the same feeling here as I do when I am near him, I paused, there are stories written all over us, all of us,