Two dogs watch the viewer. They stand on the ruins of a city destroyed by civil war, guarding something only they are aware of. Concentric circles and seemingly frivolous decoration disrupt and deny the viewer hope of discerning further than the outer edges of the image. In Diyarbakir, animals roam freely throughout ancient and rebuilt streets alike. I imagine each of these animals as an incarnation of a nameless god encouraging me to pause, think, continue.