Photography : Walking by the river
Looking through the sky reaching to the stars
Walking by the river
It is Spring, moonless night in the small town
The cobblestreets silent and the hunched, courters'-and- rabbits' wood limping invisible down to the sloeblack, slow, black, crowblack, fishingboat-bobbing sea. The houses are blind as moles (though moles see fine to-night in the snouting, velvet dingles) or blind as Captain Cat there in the muffled middle by the pump and the town clock, the shops in mourning, the Welfare Hall in widows' weeds. And all the people of the lulled and dumbfound town are sleeping now.
Don't limit yourself. Many people limit themselves to what they think they can do. You can go as far as your mind lets you. What you believe, remember.
Photographer : Jessica Horten Client : AMB
Don't limit yourself. Many people limit themselves to what they think they can do