“I will show you fear in a handful of dust.” – T.S. Eliot Some days, I am engulfed by an all encompassing sense of despair and helplessness. An existential crisis so to speak. The world whizzes past and I am oblivious to its happenings and trappings. What does it mean to exist. What is our purpose. Our lives… Read more →
Tag: self-portrait
Ink-stained hands
My photos were intended to reflect the frustrations that we face everyday, the disappointment from realising that we aren’t as good as we thought we were. More specifically referring to artist’s block, akin to writer’s block. The stunning image that you envision in your head or that you hope to achieve may not necessarily be translated into paper, or you feel a… Read more →