Journey to the Inner City
For me, delving into an inner city is also a journey inward. No matter how deep I dive, I always find myself staring back. Often portrayed by our emeritus politicians as a land full of invasive species, I actually find I am the invader here, full of judgmental thoughts and opinions that wreak havoc on a fragile environment, where so many have lost connection and are struggling to survive. I've always been moved by the simple words on the title page of E.M Forster's novel "Howards End:" "Only connect..."
If only we could.
Location: the inner city of my mind.
Image imagined in MidJourney AI and finished in Topaz Studio 2.0 and Lightroom Classic.
Journey to the Inner City
For me, delving into an inner city is also a journey inward. No matter how deep I dive, I always find myself staring back. Often portrayed by our emeritus politicians as a land full of invasive species, I actually find I am the invader here, full of judgmental thoughts and opinions that wreak havoc on a fragile environment, where so many have lost connection and are struggling to survive. I've always been moved by the simple words on the title page of E.M Forster's novel "Howards End:" "Only connect..."
If only we could.
Location: the inner city of my mind.
Image imagined in MidJourney AI and finished in Topaz Studio 2.0 and Lightroom Classic.