



I believe that these pieces best capture the essence of my photobook and the narrative as a whole since these prints show the aim of producing personal work as a way of coping and healing which this project, for me, is exactly what it was.
This project was produced at one of the worst moments of my life, a point when I had school work, family issues, situationship issues, personal issues, drama between friends and a lot going on and I do indeed believe these prints provide a sort of “blurb” to the photobook.
For example,

With this image, for someone reading it, it doesn’t seem like a big deal. Just a random stranger who goes to your gym asking to get intimate with you. No big deal. Problem is, it’s not just from one person, it’s several, and it comes to a point you start to feel like that’s all you’re there for.