I went home to Illinois this week for a dad with a broken heart. It was kind of ironic that I found that heart rock the day he started having symptoms for a heart attack. It's always strange when I go home, nothing ever changes. Well my mom got new drapes.
The house photo is the beginning of a new series of mine in which bubbles will be floating through different landscapes or man-madescapes. This first one is in front of my childhood home.
