Concrete Jungle

Exploring juxtapositions between the strong harsh stone or concrete, paired with the delicate form of nature. Desperately sprouting from the hard lumps. We are delicate plants, the natural beings growing in a constantly more concrete world. Some of the plants are dead and dried, showing that some humans have lost their connection with their natural side and forgotten how to appreciate nature, living their life as robots, they look human but the life within has dried up. The raw edge of fabric visible in a couple of the images represents this made up environment we live in and are exposed to and the way it frames us. A false identity. The shadow giving a sense of double life or false life, reality?