Tunnel Vision (Leica M7, Fujichrome Provia 100F) Her name was like an echo. Every time someone called her they could see how vastly it travelled inside her hollow self, not bouncing until it reached the bottom of darkness she had endless amounts of. She was bored. Bored of life, bored…
Inhale. Exhale. (photo taken with Leica M7, 50mm Summicron, Kodak 100VS) But minds can’t be blank. Neither can hearts. Neither can school yards, or kitchens; once in a while you stumble across some who are. Blank. He used to put up empty canvases in his room. For a brief moment…
The Next Step (photo taken with Leica M7, 50mm Summicron, Kodak 100VS) It was like every time she moved her body ached. The way your leg feels in the first few seconds after it falls asleep. The way wounds feels after the stiches come out and the threads run between…
How I Learned to Give In and Love My Phone Traffic jam muffles. Honks, in an attempt to regain control of their idle situation; laughter that followed the school bell in the distance. Sounds whizzed past his ears and became his eyes. He looked into bright screens that dazzled his…
Just Him and His Reflection It’s interesting how catching your reflection outside the safe haven of your bedroom walls can alarm you. Like catching a glimpse of someone you’d hope you wouldn’t bump into. Igniting an impulse to dive underneath the dining table or mask your face with the menu….