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I AM TIMI

I offer you a walk in my shoes // Telling my story // One photograph at a time

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March 2015

Paths

I often wonder if we all have one.

A path.

A path that leads the way.

A path not to deviate from.

A path that won’t lead us astray.

I often wonder why we need one?

A path.

A path to live by?

A path we must believe in?

A path that won’t lead us astray?

I often wonder why I ponder one.

A path.

I say champion divergence.

I say celebrate unseen circumstances.

I say enjoy not being on a path.

I say revel in uncertainty.

A path?

Make your own. 

Make several.

I am Timi

Empty

Empty.

Empty is a state of mind.

Empty.

When there’s nothing left.

Empty.

There’s nothing left at all.

Fill it up.

Because you can.

Fill it up.

Because you feel empty.

Fill it up.

Because there’s nothing left to do.

Fill it up.

Empty is a state of mind.

Fill it up.

I am Timi

Grow

Growth.

We strive for it.

We live to see nothing else.

What does it take to make things grow?

How hard we work to grow.

We live for it.

Growth.

Growth will come.

Growth is all around us.

Growth is woven into the fabric of life.

Growth is oddly inevitable.

We will all grow.

Hopefully.

I am Timi

Spark

A spark.

It only takes one.

It could start a fire.

A spark.

It could start a journey.

A never ending journey.

A spark.

It could change your perspective.

It could change your life.

A spark.

A spark is all it took.

To make me who I am.

I am Timi๏ปฟ

As an aside from the written piece above and what inspired it.

A significant spark for me ๏ปฟis C215. The legendary French conceptual artist painted 10 of these amazing pieces in Dublin and was a significant spark that set me on the journey I’m currently on.

Junk

Junk.

Too much junk.

Junk everywhere.

I’m full.

Full to the brim.

I can take no more.

Junk.

Letting go of it.

Getting rid of it all.

Junk.

Only so much.

Too much becomes junk.

Let the excess go.

I am Timi

One and Another

I take one step.

I take another.

One step brings me here.

Another brings me further.

One step takes me up.

Another takes me higher.

One step is what it takes.

Another is not a bother.

I take one step.

I take another.

I am Timi

Lines

Lines.

I see lines.

I move along lines.

I am made of lines.

I feel lines.

Lines.

Lines lead.

I follow lines.

I am Timi

Blue Rain

I see.

I listen.

I listen.

I see.

When I see, I listen.

When I listen, I see.

I’m immersed.

Yet I’m detached.

I’m detached.

But I listen.

When I listen, I see.

I see.

I am Timi

Sit.

Sit.

Sit.

Sit right here.

Sit next to me.

Sit with me.

Just sit.

Sit with me.

Sit next to me.

Sit right here.

Sit.

Sit.

I am Timi

Fleeting Kiss

She leaves her kiss.

He leaves his too.

Who is she?

Where is he?

She walks down the lane.

He pulls his coat tighter.

She stumbles.

He falls.

She leaves her kiss.

He leaves his too.

I am Timi

Links

Who am I?

Where am I?

Who can I be?

How can I get there?

Links.

Links that are.

Links that are to be made.

Links that are broken.

Rusty links.

Links.

I am Timi

What Side?

It’s complicated.

Nothing is ever straight forward.

Nothing is ever as easy as you think it will be.

It’s easy to give up.

It’s easy to lose hope.

It’s difficult to cope.

But the choice is yours.

Do you choose the dark side?

Or the light?

It’s complicated.

I know.

I am Timi

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