The world feels vast when you get out of your own bubble, your own city, your own home. It feels even bigger when you're half way across the world in a land where you're the foreigner. Communicating gets harder. Body language becomes more reliant. All of a sudden, you're the one with weird hair, weird accents, weird taste.
But I don't mind feeling weird. I like the exchange of shoes. Of perspective. How can I ever understand, even a minuscule amount, of those who made a new home out of New York City. Their struggle. The obstacles.
This is a gift. This vastness.
- changing shoes
Visuals by Jackie Barr
Denim Vest - Levis & DIY