A city center easily transversed on foot. Its monuments, historic places, and points of interest framed by an asymmetrical city grid.
A city center easily transversed on foot. Its monuments, historic places, and points of interest framed by an asymmetrical city grid.
Various forms of protection availed to shelter from the elements.
An afternoon rain begins to fall. The only other person encountered on the towns streets’ briskly makes their way home.
The landscape, harvest, and textures found at one of my relatives’ farms near the towns of Sługocin and Lądek, Poland.
Hens and their chicks zig-zag around their coupe.
Moments of calm, solitude, and quiet found within the Polish countryside. Colonies of bees left undisturbed to venture to and from their surroundings as they prepare their winter stockpiles.
A town small enough to be easily missed while transversing the countryside. A thought applicable to countless places in the world. Small towns across the globe representing the roots each one of our families. Tangible markers of past and current histories, stories, and narratives. Sługocin, another country side town in Poland to many, to me, the opening chapters in my grandfather’s narrative.
The city begins another day as we obtain our tickets to Warsaw.
The world passing by outside slightly hidden from view by the graffiti and markings adorning the trams windows.
A keepsake of the season acquired for the home.