After a hectic fall with a bunch of awesome photo shoots, January left me something worse than uninspired. I felt deflated, defeated, overwhelmed.
But time carries on and I’m feeling more myself now. So even in this colder season, I’m making it my mission to find places to make pictures.
Last weekend, en route to Ikea, I made a stop at this funky graffiti covered quarry in Quincy.
I’m so glad I stopped. The place was strange and striking. And it feels like there is something meaningful in it.
Maybe it’s a message about humanity’s power over nature. (That would be relevant, after all.) But maybe it’s something else entirely…
That even if things feel bleak, empty, abandoned, or broken, the power of many small acts can restore a new intention and a new kind of beauty. That good and color and brightness can come from anywhere. That the most powerful change comes from shared intentions, and individual actions.
Or maybe it’s just a bunch of graffiti covered rocks. Either way, it’s worth a visit.