One Man’s Trash…


…is another man’s treasure.

That is all I can think of when I look at this floating broken shack. Now I don’t know the origin story behind it, but I love that it looks like it was taken off some abandoned stretch of land and strung up into a pretty freaking cool sculpture.

This is at a sculpture garden I went to for a photography class and I would have gotten more pictures (aka under it), but it was early spring and there was A LOT of mud. Either way, I love this picture and what it says to me.

We are the silver lining in any and every dark cloud we could ever find. There is no need to go looking for the light when you bring it with you.

|Tyler Knott Gregson|


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