These were in a friend's yard, planted, rooted, growing. And then they weren't.
And so I had to photograph them. The natural world feels more and more like an echo of my life. I need to make that echo visual, need to be able to see it and hold it in my hands. There has to be something more than the holes that were left when these roots were torn from the ground. I need to believe that there has to be something more than holes in my own life as well.
