For my first one and a half years at York, my commute had been the same: walk to the subway station, take the subway, walk to class. It was simple, constant, and boring. Earlier this year I fell into the same mundane trap of a mindless commute to and from the Keele campus. It was seven in the morning when I found myself walking to campus, breaking the cycle. Pathways that would normally be bustling with people were deserted. The roads were bare and, surprisingly, some stars were still visible in the early morning sky.
The following images are a selection of some notable moments during the walk. They were originally photographs that were rendered into illustrations to emphasize parts in the photos that would have otherwise gone unnoticed had they been included here in their raw form.