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 I find myself recording the beauty of patterns created by the tangle of vines and weeds that clamor over each other in the wild areas surrounding my home. The morning sun creates the perfect lighting to emphasis that the obviously unintentional arrangements, has a logical pattern to them. 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 random but impeccable  arrangements of twigs and weed.

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