
I took this picture on a catwalk… Watching as so many cars pass by, it’s easy to question one’s significance in this great big world. Makes me think… “You brush past people, people bump into you… nobody touches you. We’re always behind this metal and glass. I think we miss that touch so much, that we crash into each other, just so we can feel something”––Crash (the movie)… maybe Graham isn’t so crazy?





