Cracks and Shadows
Lately I've been really drawn to more minimalist images. Just lines, textures, shadows, curves, a pure aesthetic that doesn't really have a deeper meaning or tell a story. Except that everything tells a story. A patched crack in an asphalt road, cracked again right through the patch. A story of age and wear and, I suppose, futility. But there's no context; this could be anywhere.
Truth be told, it's cracks like that that are one of the biggest reasons we want to move out of our neighborhood. But that's a different story.