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 I find myself recording the beauty I find in the patterns created by the tangle of vines and weeds that clamor over each other in the wild areas surrounding my home.The obviously unintentional arrangements, has a logical of their own. It's always there, subtle and perfect. There are two series, one with white background and one with primarily black backgrounds. Both focus on exploring the order in random, but impeccable arrangements of twigs and weed.

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