Cast-off detritus

whitedress.jpgCast-off detritus from a night where good turned bad, perhaps, The White Dress lay on a pile of wood chips in an abandoned urban garden until I found it accidentally. I carried its unknown story around the city on my bike and tossed it recklessly into existing unloved tableaus of reality. These photos somehow honor the woman (or man) who was, and a city currently facing the pain and pride of change. (I just entered this series in another contest. Fingers crossed!)