Public Republic

Eric Sutherland Photo: kevindooley I make my way a joyous escape to the jagged cliff-crowned doorway to the mountains here water shapes every surface with a wavy swirling motion like fingerprints left by a great ancient ocean each rock face bears these marine tattoos

Elayne Clift Photo: sutto007 Sometimes a place makes you sick. Not because it’s environmentally polluted or contaminated. I don’t mean that. I’m talking about the pollution of the soul, the demise of the spirit. Sometimes a city, a town, a location can make you positively, desperately ill; it can kill you – if not literally, […]