I spent two weeks roaming freely at a residency inside Gorzanów Castle. A month after my return I am beginning to put out a selection of pictures I shot of the 250 humans who existed there, as I bathed in their continuous and wild stream of creativity within the 1573 walls.

Some of those walls were in spectacular ruin, but most were quite solid, although every so often the sound of crumbling stone would cause me to look up from what I was doing and notice a trail of dust making its way down to a surface below.