The photographic series by Pol Úbeda Hervàs “I’m not there” suggests a pending state of being. Ghost like images reveal a reflection in the water, yet no one standing there to take ownership. Every picture has the same pair of precisely positioned shoes leaving a clue as to the type of man that was there at one time, other than that all we have to go off of is a silhouette with a shaggy hairline.
They give notion that you could disappear from today (maybe tomorrow too), but still leave a trail that you were here, a legacy, you know, without the blood sweat and tears.

How can we accept that we are changing?
How can we accept we hardly recognize ourselves in certain situations?
I am changing at this very moment of my life.
I do not react in the same ways I used to. I am surprised. Is that me?
These pictures are the way I see myself now.
My shadow is there but I erase myself because I don´t know who I am any longer.
The shoes remain only to make sure there is something more than… a shadow.

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Allison

I find a way to fearlessly provoke your senses and take you by the heart to whatever it is I’m writing about. My sweet spot is creative writing, but for the last 20 years I have been providing freelance content for publications on sustainability and green practices, design, architecture, fashion, and non-profit charity. Recently all wrapped up in producing my first book. I have bounced from NYC to Indianapolis, but my true home is a lovely small town in Central Pennsylvania where there’s a legit drive-your-tractor-to-school-day.

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