The first layer of my work is always the written word...most often in the form of stream of consciousness...this is the story that unfolded from this piece based on a photograph from the 'ghost town school' in Mineral de Pozas
a story surely there, if only one listens deeply.
Lives lived, laughter rings out, children running up and down those now lonely steps
looking out upon the rural landscape.
Faces lining the wide windows...tell us your stories.
We care, we will listen
Moonlight now plays off the old stone, patina of time grace the walls.
Graffiti of a new generation leave their mark.
Talk to us, we will listen and hold you near.
and a bit of synchronicity...as Rebecca shares Pozos too...