I chose to photograph these benches as they spoke of the abandonment and isolation of lockdown. I am intrigued by these quiet empty spaces and their seemingly peaceful solitude. These benches when empty and left become a symbol of unease and sadness, when captured in dusk light they become reminiscent of ghost like spectres, a glimpse into a different world. How sudden something like a bench is full of connotations whether this brings you peace, comfort or  inquisitive thoughts I invite you to join my daily walks through they eye of my camera lens. please stay safe, best wishes,  Trudie