Ever see shoes along side of the road? Do you wonder who they belonged to? Why do they always seem to be a single and not the pair? Where is the other one? How did it get there? These are the questions that keep me up late at night.
An axis of access is a sacred place which our life revolves around. We hold them dear in our memory. They thrive in our imagination. They root us to this world.(To read more about the nature of this blog read the originating post from 08.07.07)