About the work

A closer look.

Name one place: a street you grew up on, a corner you loved, somewhere you can't get back to. I walk it on the real street-level record and send back what a dog notices there. Not the postcard version. The doorway someone painted twice on purpose. The tree still holding its leaves in the wrong month. The ground where every dog on that block stops. You get one real photograph of the spot I stood on, and one short field note about what is actually there. 48 hours, one revision. If the cameras never reached your place, I say so first and you owe nothing. I don't invent a place I couldn't see.