those people.
the things those people give you.
the kisses you give to those people who give you things,
are a token of certainty that you love them,
on that very moment,
when all your gratitude wells up to one
uncontrollable urge to kiss them.
(kissing means thank you.)
sometimes, taking a portrait of someone is kind of like giving them a kiss. i am (secretly) so overwhelmed with gratitude that this person has handed me their solitary expression to store in a memory vault for as long as forever may be, that i might as well be kissing them on both cheeks.
this self-portrait is in a way, a way of surrendering myself to the vulnerability of being a subject and becoming a part of the process i typically experience from one perspective. the camera mobile asserts the weightlessness of feeling secure in my practice. the strings that lift the cameras up represent knowing this feeling can break at any time. my solution: keep kissing.
