There are times when we are at an intersection, where we have choices.
Part of the “arch” body of work I'm working on. Where arches represent structures we build in our mind. Bricks stacked in such a way that they support loads above us.
Here they define our choices.
Some will be roads that never return here.
Other paths don't go through arches.
Some lead upward.
There are doors that could be opened with the right key.
Shuttered windows out of reach.