Scumbag Blues

 

This series is derived from how I learned to cope with my severe depression over a year or so. Absolutely some of my darkest times. I spent manic episodes, where I couldn't sleep for days on end, with only my camera for company. I spent these nights brooding and making art. I figured out what I wanted to do with my photography here. I couldn’t shake the feeling that this world I lived in was miserable. Thus, I spent my days establishing a world I’d rather be in. In my art. To this day it’s the only place I truly feel I belong.

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