Rainwalker from Laurent Weyl's 2008 exhibition, Réfugiés climatiques. A GORGEOUS image, like rain beneath the umbrella. Weyl's way with color is like Emily Dickinson's rhymes, tilted just enough to spill. Climate Refugees by Collectif Argos (book at )
As a child happiness came easy to us. The joy of playing in the rain, getting our clothes soaking wet just to feel water on our skin, in our hair, dripping down our face. All with a wide spread smile, by something so simple and pure. Growing older we find struggles in life and the more knowledge we gain sometimes the worse we feel. As a child we were once naïve and ignorant to all the things the real world has.