As I Wonder

Pieces from a photograph of my father set in motion an idea of playing with the relationship between the gender and identity; between how we dress and who we are.
This is a work in progress.

Im holding a photo of my father.
In the pink hues of it, everything is in slight blur,
like the walk of the dogs at his sides,
And the wind messing his hair,
everything is in motion.

Here I sit with a shirt like his,
jeans and socks
Performing a version, of who I am
or how I imagine to be
Too uncomfortable sit,
in between worlds,
and playing.

Like in the photograph,
everything is in motion,
constantly changing
to be imagined.