First Love, Circa: 2012
The day came when the risk to remain tight in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom. Anais Nin
blush a simple kiss
a wrinkle in time
On composition: Not much more than a random photo of my son years ago with his first love, how I ended up with it I’m not quite sure, I actually love the grainy noise of this old outdated cellphone shot aesthetically but more so I love how the photo speaks on that universally experienced great divide, that instantaneous moment in time that splits innocence to coming of age.