a crack-​up

My life moves from pulse to pulse, but often the lull between beats is long. Periods of angst and alienation collide, where self-​love and self-​loath muddle and everything turns to gray, except when I press on my eyes and phosphenes BURST. I want to bri…

it’s hard to sleep alone

As photography became a major means of expressing myself in my late adolescence, I turned the camera on friends, lovers, and strangers to investigate my relationship with women. (2012 — 2013)