In September of 2015 I set out to capture my memories of the object known as plywood, or at least that's what I thought. With help from my dad, the following was my attempt in understanding a mistake I had been telling myself for 15 years.
In September of 2015 I set out to capture my memories of the object known as plywood, or at least that's what I thought. With help from my dad, the following was my attempt in understanding a mistake I had been telling myself for 15 years.
