Like all of you, I spent both the winter season and spring cooped up at home social distancing, self-quarantining and losing partial sanity.

During the three months of lockdown I went through the same stages as you probably did. First, in-denial: I couldn’t believe all the new rules and precautions we were demanded to follow. Then, obsession: I watched the news and relentlessly scrolled through social media becoming even more flabbergasted. Thirdly, acceptance: I realised there’s nothing I could do except make the best of my time.

So I did (or tried to)

Realistically I wasn’t as productive, or well-balanced as I care to admit. However, looking back I had so many honest and enlightening conversations with my family that I was O.K with slack in my physical, financial, and creative pursuits.

That isn’t to say I gave up on those pursuits all together, instead they took on a different feel.

My time in Rhode Island proved to be nothing like I expected it to be. Instead it was completely spontaneous granted the circumstance the entire world found itself in.

Down below is a full collection that documents my time in Bristol, Rhode Island

Full Collections:

  1. Mt. Hope Farm & Church Cove
  2. Portra 400 Film Selects
  3. Track on Chestnut Street
  4. Rainy afternoon walk at Colt State
  5. Breath of Fresh Air
  6. A walk down the block

Photos taken between March and May of 2020.


Photos taken right before public parks closed in Bristol, RI.
Mount Hope Bridge through the clearing. To see full collection click here
Portra 400 film select. Click here to see all selects from February/ March
The Track On Chestnut Street
Rainy Afternoon Walk at Colt State. See full collection here
A Walk Down the Block. Full collection here

hey guys, I’m Ryan

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If you want to see more of my travels feel free to check out my other blogs and articles as well. You can find my trips to South America, Florida, the Azores, and most recently New England.

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