What does it look like to wander through your thoughts, your vocabulary, spirituality, experiences, knowledge or emotions and try to place all of what you find into grooves to make sense of the world around you? What happens when those things don’t work together? How about when they don’t even seem like they’re on the same plane? Where are you left when things are no longer black and white?
For me? I found myself in the mountains and valleys of grey.
The Grey Line is a collection of what my journey looks like to wander through my grey.