One of the many things I love about the city is the nature of people and activities during different parts of the day.
Early mornings usually made for curious moments in a pretty empty landscape where the activities of the night before could be found scattered around a city, quieted, calm and cool.
Unsure whether this was a weekend or not, I imagine this person as an eccentric son of a billionaire making his way home after an all-night affair.
I love the subtle expression of annoyance behind large, round, askew glasses, and the soft mascot-like slippers that, to me, enhance the whimsy of this image.
Hello.
I've haunted the streets of LA all my life. Here and there, sometimes other places, but mostly LA.
With a sickness I capture moments around me, obsessed by the knowledge that everything's lost.
I believe capturing truth requires the absence of me. My work is a reflection.
I'm not here.
Ima ghost. Just like you.
ABOUT 52Bodies :
Truth isn't found in pose, rote action, or premeditated circumstance. Between the loss of awareness and self possession, succumb to the world around you, adrift the mercurial spectrum of living and dying - our verity lies within the lines of strife and elation, surrendered to life's ultimate cruelty.
We are stars. Expulsed & dying flashes of light. Some named, held in awe. Some ignored, most unseen. An eternal cycle of peerless moments; the ephemeral beauty of simply being, burning, and dying before each other's eyes.
Our bodies are vessels.
These are 52 Ghosts I love with great passion.
I am grateful you are here
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One of the many things I love about the city is the nature of people and activities during different parts of the day.
Early mornings usually made for curious moments in a pretty empty landscape where the activities of the night before could be found scattered around a city, quieted, calm and cool.
Unsure whether this was a weekend or not, I imagine this person as an eccentric son of a billionaire making his way home after an all-night affair.
I love the subtle expression of annoyance behind large, round, askew glasses, and the soft mascot-like slippers that, to me, enhance the whimsy of this image.
Hello.
I've haunted the streets of LA all my life. Here and there, sometimes other places, but mostly LA.
With a sickness I capture moments around me, obsessed by the knowledge that everything's lost.
I believe capturing truth requires the absence of me. My work is a reflection.
I'm not here.
Ima ghost. Just like you.
ABOUT 52Bodies :
Truth isn't found in pose, rote action, or premeditated circumstance. Between the loss of awareness and self possession, succumb to the world around you, adrift the mercurial spectrum of living and dying - our verity lies within the lines of strife and elation, surrendered to life's ultimate cruelty.
We are stars. Expulsed & dying flashes of light. Some named, held in awe. Some ignored, most unseen. An eternal cycle of peerless moments; the ephemeral beauty of simply being, burning, and dying before each other's eyes.
Our bodies are vessels.
These are 52 Ghosts I love with great passion.
I am grateful you are here