These boards captured my attention in a back street in Stockholm, when travel wasn’t some imagined concept. I was drawn to the poignancy of the staples attached and holding on tightly to the fading, ripped disintegrating layers of information, images and identities. As I came across these images again this week they felt more poignant. Reflecting to me the disorientation that is in the air as we let go of identities, beliefs, constructs, and perceived safe structures in the face of the pandemic.

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