These photographs, from 2018, exhibit my trepidation on the transience of youth, my contest with lonesomeness, and reflect a longing in me—trite as it may be—to start over, and be anywhere in the world but home.
These photographs, from 2018, exhibit my trepidation on the transience of youth, my contest with lonesomeness, and reflect a longing in me—trite as it may be—to start over, and be anywhere in the world but home.
