Throughout the months of April and May, nearly every day, I walked about a mile there-and-back to a park from where I lived. I laid and looked on the same patch of lawn, for at least a half hour each time. I noticed the sun's movement in relation to the shadow created by my nose (a large one inherited from my dad) and pressed my palms into the wet earth when it rained.

 

Over time, I came to contemplate how attention to both the sky and to a patch of land can create something physical, evidencing the power of our continued task of choosing where to look.

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The images below document nine consecutive days of this project.