Notes on an Execution

by Danya Kukafka

The farmhouse sat at the top of a hill. Even in the dark it looked lopsided, leaning precariously to the left.

These images were inspired by my time living in upstate New York, and driving through gorgeous, rural stretches of Vermont. The grass, the colors, the old homes in variosus states of disrepair. It felt so atmospheric. Have you ever visited a place that feels like it has its own personality?