I enjoy walking in places for the first time. Every turn, archway brings the promise of a meeting something unexpected. What that’s white plastic bag filled with by the entrance? Where does the opening lead to? I am lost again. When I took this shot I wasn’t sure of my location other than I was in Venice. Today, I am lost more than ever and don’t remember what’s on the other side of the entrance, or if I even went that far, or if, in fact, this was Venice. This is a photo that now lives in my imagination.