For
men and women are not only themselves; they are also the region in which they
are born, the city apartment or farm in which they learnt to walk, the games
they played as children, the old wives tales they overheard, the food they ate,
the schools they attended, the sports they followed, the poets they read, and
the God they believed in. It is all these things that have made them what they
are, and these are the things that you can't come to know by hearsay... ―W. Somerset Maugham
Just as people are a mulligatawny mix, so are places. They are bowls left with remnants of unique recipes, scraps and scents of stories, wanting to be savored, waiting to be told. ―me
image: from my Abandoned America series, "T-Shirt Window", Delaware, Ohio
