Some time ago I created a series of photos documenting the woods near where I live. The only rule I gave myself was that all the photos should be taken just a few minutes’ walk from my front door. Now I have revisited those original photos, reshaping them as if through the veil of memory: a record, not of these scenes as they are, but as I remembered how they felt to me when I was there.
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