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500gsm · 100% cotton · Hahnemühle Photo Rag · Archival pigment inks · 6 × 18 cm · Matte finish.
Jungle series · 6 of 20 different sets.
Catalogue Nº 026 of 100.
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There is a moment, on the third or fourth morning of a trip, when you stop being a visitor. You walk a path that already has somebody else's footprints in the dust, between fields planted before you knew they existed, on a morning that started, for the people who live here, an hour ago. A man passes you on a scooter going the other way, with a sack on the back, and nods. You have crossed over. You are awake in their day now, not yours.
Walking through Bali at six in the morning. The terraced rice fields are still half in shadow. A single coconut palm at the edge of the path has bent towards the light it will get all day, in a direction nobody would have predicted. The day belongs to the village. You are just in it.
Sits alongside Eat Pray Love by Elizabeth Gilbert, The Beach by Alex Garland, or any book read in a guesthouse during the part of the day that is not yours.
Walking into a jungle is the closest most of us get to feeling like a guest. The air is wet on your skin within the first minute. There is a drip from somewhere above that does not stop for an hour. Something moves in a branch you cannot see and is gone before you have decided whether to be afraid. The trees have been doing this for centuries and the canopy does not really need you to be here. You stay anyway. It is the most alive you have felt in months.
