Just a little sneak peak of a little set I shot yesterday. While I was busy packing and reflecting, I noticed how beautiful the light was. So, I grabbed my Pentax K1000 and my favorite self portrait mirror. This weekend is my last weekend living in this space. It's so bittersweet, and I'm trying to let myself feel it all. About an hour or so after I shot this, I broke down and just sat on the floor and cried. I've been in survival mode for so long, It feels hard to let myself feel excited for a new beginning. Not many people know that my house burned down 4 years ago (which is how I ended up here) and lost literally every physical possession that I owned. I left with my dog, his food, a weeks worth of clothes, and my K1000. Looking back, it feels like the universe knew that I was going to lose everything but wanted me to keep my camera. Like it knew that I needed it to get through these last 4 years. I will forever be grateful for the safe space that photography has given me.
Jules
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