Regardless of’s

How do we exist when no one is watching?

Limbs dance over limbs pursuing comfort.

Blankets interrupt the closeness of skins

As Two sleep fondly next to each other.

The world goes on for everyone else,

But not them.

I have always had such a strong connection with the human form.

Immersing myself in the idea, I found myself obsessed:

The way one body gets interwoven into another. 

Brunette hair that melts into their champagne locks.

A touch that can’t be resisted.

Backs turned for a melodramatic performance for touch.

The unexplored bliss of fleshy deceptions.

Excitement behind a lost perspective.

Behind the bedroom doors, the human form works to narrate the discomforts, animosities, fascinations, and the “regardless ofs”. 

Photographing the moments we chose to share last, 

even the ones we keep to ourselves forever

 just to preserve its divinity.

 Capturing the moments that you never want to let go of,

 and the ones you can’t seem to let go of fast enough. 

-A story told by the human form.