When I'm walking I spend quite a bit of time looking down; I find both happiness and dismay in this practice. I came across this photo today while looking for something else and it started me thinking about all the other finds I've made during my travels. Someday I'll develop a body of work that focuses on what's beneath your feet. In the meantime, I'm still accumulating information.
This wrapper was the only thing I saw in my two week stay in the gardens at Birr Castle that was not part of the natural landscape. It was hidden away behind one of the statues. I couldn't help wondering who had the audacity to spoil nature's perfection.
Two kinds of perfection. Finding this leaf on miles of cobblestone street was a reminder that time is not always linear. In the world of nature it is usually cyclical.
This shot was taken in Rome. My head was filled with the history I had absorbed from signs, tours and guide books and I was lost in time. I wasn't prepared for this little bit of information tucked away between the stones of an ancient Roman road near the Colosseum. Past and present in a nutshell! The head of a daisy was the final touch.
Red sneakers and an abandoned cigarette butt outside St. Paul's Square, Rome. Somehow this scene didn't support the awe inspiring surroundings.