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Beware!

This one feels a bit voyeuristic to me, so I wanted a skewed angle of a window in the shot. This location is actually an auxiliary school building--the kind where they host special ed and after-school programs, usually--and I felt that the idea of failing to peek through this window to the quiet child and her shrieking toy matched that well.

Passing Through a Small Town on a November Morning

This was the inspiration for the entire project, actually. When I first read this poem (a Patreon release, I believe), I immediately thought of this pedestrian tunnel. This is a heavily-worn handrail on a staircase down to a tunnel that's used mostly by homeless people escaping the rain and teenagers smoking weed--or me, on my morning commute.

Lightworn Iris

The way this wooden fence is clearly well-constructed, but deliberately left "unfinished" for a rustic aesthetic, feels in alignment with the down-slanted viewpoint of the poem. It centers around a kind of wry dismissal of the tragedy at its center, which resolves into a deep ennui. I felt that the careful lashing of specially-selected straight logs here captured that staged surrender.

The Wake

If you're familiar with modern boats, this railing design is probably familiar--this is on an abandoned skiff in an undeveloped corner lot. The boat mostly functions as a garbage can these days, but I liked the idea of this boat just lying dormant, waiting to be saved, and dreaming of the puddle behind it.

Treachery