Festivals, France, Departement des Bouches-du-Rhone, Arles, 05 July 2013
A woman bared through words.
A second woman bares to give new life to those words.
Grief.
Poetry.
Grief again.
Loneliness.
Life destroys us, sometimes.
We need to write.
We need to photograph.
We need to find a way to vomit our grief somewhere.
Emily poured it on paper.
I read her words and photographed them.
These images are the emotion in her words.
A second woman bares to give new life to those words.
Grief.
Poetry.
Grief again.
Loneliness.
Life destroys us, sometimes.
We need to write.
We need to photograph.
We need to find a way to vomit our grief somewhere.
Emily poured it on paper.
I read her words and photographed them.
These images are the emotion in her words.
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