Series:

The sun had always felt cold to me.

If I could create my own light, It would be warmer right? If I then could find a way to hold on tight, there I could hold on without burning right? If no longer I lived to depend on this fleeting yellow sight, I would have the chance to be just like you right? This photo series visualises a wish for warmth while simultaneously wondering if the choice of not having any was actually a legit option at all even if it could blur one’s reality just for a small while.