The title of this series is from Patti Smith’s book M Train. The line comes as she is describing walking into her New York home – drafts of manuscripts spread over the floor, used turpentine and linseed oil scent the air, half eaten deli sandwiches, cups of coffee, and souvenirs of the past fill the apartment. Here is joy and neglect. I was struck by the sense of comfort, nostalgia, and absurdity those words left me with – the same feeling I have when looking back on my photographs of home. Wallpaper that has been spackled over and over where a favored chair hits; the familiar view out a window that has been blocked out by cardboard replacing cracked glass; piles of plastic cups that are accumulating dust but seem to belong. These are scenes of joy and neglect as well.

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