Anette Friedrich Johannessen
Maybe, when walking, you become part of the path itself.
Indeed so. I traced the path of the center path in the wildflower paddock at Plas Bodfa, not looking where I was going, or where I had been, but following the gentle bumps and curves of the line. Later I found a patch on the floor in the entranceway of the house with a very similar shape.
Work by Anette Friedrich Johannessen
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