Quiet Moments
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I am drawn to quiet moments. I think it originated from attempts at self-preservation when I was living in neighborhoods that were...difficult. At the age of 7, I built a sanctuary in my room. In this tiny space, I had a large red tent on my bed which rested against the wall furthest from the window because stones had been thrown through it on several occasions. The bed was surrounded by a moat of blankets and my stuffed animals were my guardians. My imagination soared as I created a beautiful, safe haven. The feeling of loneliness drifted away and was replaced by the comfort of solitude. Here is where I found my quiet moments. To this day I still look for the glimpses of quiet when the world is turbulent. These images are a window into my world.