All Saints Day. Sunshine.

Inspired by Gary Vaynerchuk’s exhortations to document, instead of create, I set out to capture a few hours of this day, with only a loose outcome in mind: untangling the mixed-up weirdness of a glorious unseasonably warm day, on the heels of a pandemic Halloween, and missing my dad, terribly, on this day of the dead. It was scary, and liberating, to jump into a series of Tweets with only a vague idea and my phone, while I walked around the neighbourhood!