More and more I've come to realize that my intense study of anthropology and sociology in college, and the few years I worked as an archaeologist, have significantly influenced not only the way I look at the world, but what in the world I see.
It's interesting to contemplate what in our lives has shaped the way we look at our surroundings and exactly what we see.
Is this the last trace of a cave painting or simply the many layers of paint on the floor of the atrium in my house?
Twenty first century pictographs outside a pre-school in San Francisco. What of the pictographs across the South West? Are they the blackboard lessons of youth?
When we are looking are we really seeing?
Photos: ©2007 David W. Sumner