The little things.

The dots. The lines.

The smallest detail in any pattern…

Both the action of making a mark and that of leaving one behind.

They allow me to untangle a string of thoughts into an intuitive thread to follow whilst the next step makes itself known.

A reminder to look a little closer at the world around me, for the greatest of things are built upon the smallest of details.

Every dot, every line;

A direct product of what has come before yet whose present form defines what comes next.

The small details ground us amidst life’s perpetual limbo.

:: Words by Sophie Angelica ::

:: Photograph by Shakara Johnson-Prior ::