As travel and connecting with people has changed during Covid we are left reminiscing about previous adventures and wondering if we will ever be able to be in the same place again with far-flung friends.
What remains of those past experiences? What happens when I’m not there? Does some part of me, a shadow of sorts, remain? A bit of light, a shadowed smudge, a particle of energy? Do we all carry bits of shadows of those we are no longer with? Do those I’ve connected with over the years feel my shadow, my mental waving to them across time? Is there still a bit of me floating somewhere in the canals of Venice, in the fields of Ireland, on the streets of Paris, or in the mosques of Istanbul?
A slideshow of these images with music can be found on my Vimeo site.