An invitation to my community.
After moving every year or two since I was seven years old, I had finally found community where I belonged. But soon after, I was asked to move across the world. The decision to leave my loved ones behind prompted me to make this image. Just as Hansel and Gretel learned from their mistake of leaving breadcrumbs as a trail, so have I. This time, I leave stones in my wake, hoping that despite forging forward on my own path someone might care to follow.