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| Justin Strickland |
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This work is more about reflection than anything else. In the last few weeks I have come to terms with the fact that my undergraduate career is coming to an end. As a result I have been reflecting on my time spent in Denton over the last 5 years. Some of the memories I have took place in places that no longer exist (The old K-mart, and the gas station where we used to buy beer). Some in places that were close to home (the train tracks where we used to sit in lawn chairs and watch the trains pass). And still some are places that were found by accident (the bridge we found while exploring on a rainy day). I tried to fill the frames with characters that are as interesting and friendly as the people I have met here in Denton. For those that are found they may too become friends, invited into someones personal space. For those that are not they will become abandoned objects, once loved,
waiting for someone to give them new purpose. |
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