Nikon D300 f/4.5 ISO 400 c. November 2010
There is always a tendency to leave a mark of our presence; that we have been there. I have seen it, names on walls, on wood, carved on trees and rocks. In the existence of multiplicity, the individual does crave for a differentiated singularity; not wanting to be overwhelmed into obscurity. If we cannot leave behind a legacy of reputation and fame, of books authored, of lives saved, of a nation saved, the next best thing would be to carve a name on wood.
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