Photography

It’s mostly a blur but there remains a couple frozen images that cannot leave me. I remember the anxious softness of your eyes. I remember them bulging and aggravated. I recall them beautiful and them grotesque. During the stillest moments, I can hear your voice gently asking me to read you your letters. And I cry for the rest of my time here because they were nonexistent. Digital photographs. 2017.

 

Male Self-Portrait. Digital photographs. 2017. 

 

Untitled. Film photograph. 2017. 

 

Untitled. Film photograph. 2017. 

 

Untitled. Film photograph. 2017.