2020 was a crazy year for all of us. CoVid and the murder of George Floyd in the city where I live left most of us exhausted, astounded and grieving in many, many areas of our public and private lives.
While most photographers were in South Minneapolis, I happened upon a small garden of sunflowers in North Minneapolis. I pulled the Jeep over and grabbed my camera gear. As I was photographing, I noticed a small hand-painted sign in the corner of the garden. "George Floyd Memorial Garden" it said and I spent my summer photographing it from bursting in bright yellow petals, to decay.
These images are the result of last summer. I'm still editing. Its taken me a long time to just look at them.
Stop HereThat Cloudy Chartreuse of Summer GreenLearning the Names, Forgetting the SongsInvisible ShadowsHow Many Things HereLegitimate ChangesA Thousand New DisguisesPrivate Frequent ChangesLast BreathsInto the YonderReally Something Those 4 Days of SailingWingbeat of Many HeartsThat Night We Caught Fireflies in the GardenTangled Fingers, Stems and VinesTo Understand Living, You Got to Communicate with the DeadIts Like That, Isn't It?