Call for Entries Accepted Artists
Menomonie, Wisconsin, USA
Fine Art Photography
A woman’s closet, photographed as I found it, leaves me wondering: Why did someone not gather these clothes up in love?
When you have lost someone, is it not a huge desire to bury yourself in the clothes that bear their scent (the way that only they can smell), trying to force that fleeting sensation to last?
What will we leave when we’re gone? What will others find, and how will they piece together the story?