Nature will bear the closest inspection; she invites us to lay our eye level with the smallest leaf, and take an insect view of its plain. —Henry David Thoreau
Small houses whose soft owners leave them only in death. What began as a photographic exercise during the murky days of yet another unseasonably warm winter took on uncanny connotations when Western governments finally decided to take COVID-19 seriously and impose curfews. The difference between human and mollusk shells is of course that only the former constitute social barriers. The last image interprets “shell” a bit more loosely.