Conan Hasan

Imperfection

Imperfection When I took this unedited photo toward the end of winter, outside of my house, I am reminded of one of the most difficult times of my life. I had been laid off from my job that I had enjoyed for many years and I had not figured out what the next chapter of my life would hold. I was angry with the people who had made the decision to let me go. After all I had dedicated my time and skills to a company that didn’t care about my thoughts.