BODY08 : THE WEIGHT OF FLESH
I saw her a lot for a period of time. Then, all at once, never again.
She was manic, mostly quiet, sometimes mumbling to herself, but during a particularly cold spell in the city, when ghosts wrapped in blankets roamed the streets all hours of the night, I found her in a tormented state.
As if yearning to escape her skin, head lurched back, doubling over at times, she moaned behind clenched teeth, clearly fighting to keep in what I'm certain would have been a heart wrenching sound... See more
I’m a Street Photographer from DTLA who believes that capturing truth requires the absence of me... See more
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