The white dress series

21619797824_966bcb9a15_o.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.